Was I Wrong Poem by Gordon D Wilkinson

Was I wrong all along, do you still care?
Is your heart willing to share?
Nothing is compared to being in your arms
Comforting like the feel of the rain that calms
When I talk to you I get chills up my spine
I act like nothing is wrong really I am fine
Wondering what you would do
If I never left and was still with you
Military life is beckoning
This must be my reckoning
Maybe you will be leaving; do I want to take that chance?
Will I be able to live with myself, without that last dance?
If something happens to you when you’re there?
That will be something I won’t be able to bare