Jasper, Alabama U.S.A.
It's raining where I'm at.
And I'm crying over you again.
This weekend seemed so perfect.
What went wrong?
You held me close, whispered
sweet, meaningful things in my ear.
You kissed my lips that longed
for your gentle touch.
We made love this weekend.
I thought that meant something.
Maybe I was wrong about you.
Maybe you'll never change.
This is the second time you
have broken my heart in two.
Though I cannot count the times
I have cried over your hurtful ways.
When will I learn to leave you be?
When will I finally realize love is gone?
That nothing lies between us,
except nothingness and lies.
"I Believe we are divine by nature." -Jewel
Grace is the refinement of a soul over time. -Jewel