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May 01
2010
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Wasn't meant to be
like this
to end
certainly not
like this
even now
I catch myself
unawares
startled
reeling
off kilter
We don't talk no more
only via solicitors
your client my client
blah blah blah
lining their pockets
while within my soul withers
I am mourning
but you didn't die
nevertheless I lost you
left me
in no doubt
in a million pieces
And I have to be
the bigger person
smile graciously
accept
give you my blessing
to love another
that is how I know
it is I who love you
for I set you free
without me
So outside I laugh
Put on the mask of bravery
I am called an 'inspiration'
But inside I am dying
Filled with immeasurable sadness
I make myself
not
go there
Wasn't meant to be
like this
to end
certainly not
this way
bereft







