Loving you and leaving me seemd to
go hand and hand
Decisions made with anger filled
with years of a lifetime of regrets
I didnt have to decide, you did,
Nor did your memory seem like
it would have to be surpressed
Open the door, it is yours, but dont
ask me to forget you, nor try to forgive
You are the one my love, you are the one
who now must live with your regrets
Regrets are part of a decision that was
made on your behalf, WE didnt decide
this together, as I rememberd
So move onward, and you will have to learn
to live with your misjudgment
Loving you took out part of my organ
Transplanting it now, would only be one
more unwise decision
Sometimes looking back is better
than living with the future...........
The moving finger writes and having writ moves on.............!
What a heart wrenching rendition of choices that end in broken up lived through stanzas...
So sad, yet so beautiful. Consider my heart tugged at for sure. 'Loving you took out part of my organ Transplanting it now, would only be one more unwise decision.'.......................Excellent. Thank you for sharing. Craig
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A passionate writ of unresolved conflict. The song has ended but the melody lingers. No winners..........losers only......even freedom has its ache!