Goodbye Valentine Poem by Neil Graham Marsden

So now you stand out from the shadows my darling,
Without any need for disguise.
Gone now the warmth and the vision of beauty,
Blinded by wishing well lies.

Somehow you're as cold as the winter behind us,
Handing out pain with a smile.
From here on your hurt and your hatred wash over me,
Your new unemotional style.

So empty the heart where you once held such meaning,
So loose to your promises tied.
With sadness I wish you goodbye now my lovely,
As each eye the other outcries.

Alone in our valley of longing I shelter,
Cast out on an ocean of dreams,
Where a soul that I loved, time would go on to shown me,
Was never quite all that she seemed.

Locked in a dungeon without any windows,
Cold and afraid in the dark.
I reach out to touch you, but out of my vision,
You were running bare foot through the park.

If ever you find in the long distant future,
A measure of guilt or regret,
Remember that I, despite all of your hurting,
Am sat here still loving you yet.

Remember at leisure the soft times behind us,
Recall all the days that we smiled.
And know in your heart that the man you deserted,
Had already been once defiled.

Do not settle back in warm arms of replacement,
Believing your actions were kind,
Take it from me that your choosing of weapons,
Left me drowning within my own mind.

That I could be so wrong, that you could be so brutal,
That everything that you had said,
Was a lie that I struggle to swallow my darling,
As you writhe us goodbye in his bed.

Just how can it be that this soft light of morning,
Is so shamed by the way you have been.
As you blood pressure rises, take off your disguises,
Step out of the gloom and be seen.

So now you have beaten the person you worshipped,
And now your attraction moves on.
No excuse for surprise if the man you have conquered,
Having picked himself up is now gone.

Don't look far ahead on your voyage of discovery,
Do not try to see through the mist.
For the man you might see in the distance before you,
Might just be the soul-mate you missed.

Gone off ahead in this world of deception,
Away from the heart-break you gave.
To settle somewhere in the garden of honesty,
Sit alone by an empty grave.

In a quiet tranquil corner I'll ride melancholy,
Recounting the times in the past.
When the one final kiss, at the time gone un-noticed,
Was really the best and the last.

For there in the end, on the last day of judgement,
As sure as the sun follows rain.
You sharpened your knife on the last of my loving,
And left me with nothing but pain.

One day when the last cloud rolls out from the valley,
The day when all hurting will end.
I will try to recall how you last looked my lovely,
When you were my greatest friend.

I will then try to picture the gentle soft lady,
Who always swore that she would be,
The one in this world who would stand there beside me,
The one who would love only me.