I Was Poem by Joy Powell

cleaning out my bookcase
like I once cleaned out my heart
I came a cross your picture
which caused memories to start

memories not feelings
for my heart is fast asleep
the giant fist that clinched it once
releashed the hurt too deep

Its been awhile since then
I'm over you by now
I had to learn to trust again
I had forgotten how

I'll put your picture back in place
between the pages of my mind
and forever leave you
like you once left me behind