Remember her in your quiet time
just before you drift off
when your smile fades into sleep
and maybe you think back…to when,
Remember her when you think
love and laughter and sharing,
butterflies and giggles,
warmth and joy….and some tears
tears from loving and being unable
to fulfill that love….
but she can no longer be,
she can just no longer be…reminded...
Whether it’s five, seven, and eight
or even ten years from now,
remember she never meant to hurt you.
She truly did not mean to hurt you.
Sometimes a woman has to write herself out
and when the ink is dry and the pen shakes
in her hand, she knows, she just knows that
she can no longer do it.
It is humanly impossible
Sometimes she has to return to a place
where she first began….when others
called her a fool, well,
you see there
is this place, this time,
this moment passed
though it may be, and small
though it may be
and it contains a voice that
could not find
the words….because real love
simply could not
find the words.
Real love is beyond expressing
and so that’s how
and why she will always believe.
But when you read this last line….
into the well where truth is, ah,
it is at that point
that the final words matter more
else you ever read in your life.
So, please…. remember that she
really did love you.
she really did love you.
She always will.