Untrue 12/13/10 Poem by Melissa Mary

You were my love
You meant everything to me
You told me to be strong
Said it's all meant to be

You carried me when I fell
Even when I stood
You tenderly wiped the tears off my face
Spoke of all things pure and good

I wanted only to die
I saw nothing of your love
I needed to escape
I never thought you'd be gone

I soaked up all that you said
I changed because you showed me possibilities
I was loving life and enjoying all that I could
I was living because you loved me

You changed me for the better
Took me out of darkness' embrace
You gave me something more to have
You taught me how to have faith

And then you ripped it all away
You took it with you to your grave
How dare you do all of this to me
We were always meant to be...

And now at your tombstone with the help of the rain
I cry tears where your shoulder should be
With help from terrible, mocking thunder
I finally see - nothing is really meant to be.