You know how this old story goes
when a conspiracy is always in one's life
We should have known better
to be writing all these love letters.
I can't feel any remorse for what you wrote
you don't feel anything back,
so why are we acting so sad?
I tried so hard not to look back
on all these attacks.
like if we were the same
no one hears is the blame
I can see you feel like you are on top of things
so why all the rain?
I know you could never see past my blinders
that you could never do
Because I would never let you
but while time has past
you have been on blast,
You started creeping back into my mind
most of the time
boy you know how to bring on a flood
don't you?
I tell my self over and over
I don't feel anything for you at all
I get up and go shopping at the mall
and that is when you want to give me a call
are you out of my mind
you do this every time.
young and old that is how it all goes
Love is a big old mystery
it makes history.

- Judy Emery © 1986
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery