Each day I wake, open my eyes The first thing that I do I breathe in deep, and wrap myself In memories of you
For at one time, when I would wake You would be right there And I would pull you close to me Our life had not a care
But then things changed tween you and I You no more could believe That I could be the man for you And so you chose to leave
I blame you not for what you did I know that I was wrong The choices that I made for us Caused all to be undone
So now my life's a dusty shelf and nothing lingers there But memories of you and I Your eyes, your skin, your hair.
And when that breath I take no more the pain at last disposed a new chapter starts within my life The old one finally closed.
ŠA Thomas Hawkins 2010 http://poetryinprogress.com
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