WHERE WE WERE
I was quite content to be living alone.
The king of Darkness, pain became my throne.
I savored misery, relished deceit.
Gave my love, my trust to no-one I'd meet.
I cringed to be touched, I hid from the light.
But you were an angel that shone through my night.
Yes, I still remember how it felt not to feel,
Till, for the first time in life, I knew love was real.
I could see your pain in poems you'd write.
I longed to tell you things would be alright.
I could sense the wounds others inflicted
By the images your words depicted.
The attraction was there right from the start,
But we both knew trust would have to play part.
I remember the hurt, to think of you crying,
Facing the outside, while inside you were dying.
And things are never easy, being apart.
But now we hold each other close in heart.
Though the sky at times doesn't seem so blue,
With you missing me, with me missing you.
And I wish each night, alone in my bed,
Somehow I could be there with you, instead.
But I never question where we are, Gennifer,
Because I still haven't forgotten where we were.
Is all that we see or seem
but a dream within a dream?
[This message has been edited by Michael (edited 10-22-1999).]