Sian Mein


A Hero's Girlfriend


Last few days
Ignoring what’s to come
Wishing there were other ways
To shade the light of the sun

Listening to our songs
Soaking up his words
It seemed so long
Before he’d return

I made a pact
That I intend to keep
As he turned his back
Tears came upon me

Promising to be strong
My chin I held high
Pretending nothing’s wrong
Was what I tried

A year or more
Of being alone
It’s not real easy
To be without your heart’s home

When he comes back to me
I’ll never let him go
Oh, if only that could be
Impossible I know

I reminisce of the past days
Memories keep me warm
The skies grow gray
But my heart remains un-torn.


By Sian Mein

Submitted: Monday, June 17, 2013
Edited: Friday, July 26, 2013

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