think of you.
It seems like only yesterday we danced.
The years pass by as if in trance.
I wonder where you are.
Or if by chance, you might have
given me a thought since then.
I've told myself so many times
that I don't want you back.
But I swear I don't know what
I would do if you should e'er appear.
The most honest of insanity.
It plagues me night and day.
Wishing, wanting, pushing you away.
Thinking how it might have been
if you had only stayed.
But it could never be that way again.
Too many bitter years have passed.
Too much of who we were got lost.
Withered, like a song that's never played.
I wonder, then remind myself,
you threw our love away...
? Michaelette ?
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