You can break my heart
but it is a heart
only you can fix.
You can cut me with a word
but ironically
only your words can heal.
You can walk away
and you can come back.
I can talk insistently
but you can sooth
my rough talk.
I sometimes curse the thought of you
and you can make that curse turn to honey.
Solving this dilemma though
only I can do that.
Only I can pick up this canvass
look at the scene
and paint you out.
Only I can go to my mental closet
of memories
take out your mental photograph
and make it fade to black.
Only I can do that.
And I will one day;
just not today.
I still want
you back.
I still want
you back.
Not ready
to fade
to black.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Only you could write such a beautiful poem! I luv it! ! 10! Hugs Karla Bardanza