The flowers have withered
The seasons are changing
Never would have guessed
Our love would be clinging
Your smile lit up my world
My eyes warmed so your heart
We said 'I do, its me and you
'Til death does do us part'
Oh yes, we did try
So hard not to cry
And walk towards that light
We held on so tight!
Started out as one
But the love became undone
My friend, my love, my partner in life
Why can't I see me as your wife?
Couldn’t grow together
We could only grow apart
Pull the trigger on that gun
And admit it, we are done
Don't want to fight anymore
Let’s settle the score
The words I never thought I’d say
I'm walking out that door…. today.
December 2004
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ah, yes. I've been on both ends of this poem. I've long been acquainted with its bittersweet color and its abrupt fade to black... Yet, the light always seems to shine again.