DAVID TERRY

I love the sun
I love lying in the sun, relaxing on a lounge
Working hard for a cold glass of sweet tea
Playing in the water, fishing in the late afternoon
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I believe in second chances
I believe in love again
Where blessed true romance is
Shared by two as friends
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You may never know it
I may never show it
And I’ll probably blow it
But I’m in love with you
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I’m letting go of you now
And I really don’t know how
To separate what I feel
From what has become real
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My favorite time of morning
Is that time of morning when
I have a cup of warm coffee in my hands
And the sun barely peeks over the land
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I remember you
I remember the first time I saw you
Looking up and there you were, an angel on earth
It occurred when I didn’t expect it, wasn’t looking
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This is unfamiliar territory for me
You see, I’ve never been here before
Before now, I had been the one who loved and gave
Thinking I saved but really hurt and who walked away, who wouldn’t commit
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I don’t know how to fill the place in my heart
The place that is empty now that you’re gone
Because now that you’re gone I feel empty inside
Empty inside because I’m without your love
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Alot has been mentioned
Alot has been said
Alot has been tossed around
About the days ahead
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Letting go is much harder than falling in
With regret, whence we met, now black threat
Silently going, ebbing, flowing
While space will replace what filled within
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You are everywhere
No matter where I go
No matter how far away I travel
No matter how many people I see on my journey
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Walking away is not as hard as staying
It’s like praying
Conveying meaning when nobody else will hear
Or be near
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Day after day finds me one day older
In deeper, in progress, in motion, in regions colder
Doing the best I can in a world of my making
Yet thinking back to our love’s undertaking
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If I told you
That I never thought about you
I would be lying
I only think about you
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A heartbeat ago
We were letting go
On a night soft and low
We simply walked away
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The first step is the toughest
When your heart isn’t in it
When the path looks the roughest
When you believe you should quit
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I’m doing better without you
Getting up in the morning
I write the words that disturb
What still slumbers impatiently underneath
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I know what I want, and I know what it means
But what I want is really irrelevant, I suppose
To have what I want means life apart at the seams
Cutting off my face to spite my nose
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Familiar places seem foreign now
After several times back in this place
I walk down the streets that were familiar
But they were familiar because of you
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For too long it tortured me
You see
The guilty
Is free
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