Wounded in pain, you stab me again, your words and deeds shout loud, but worst of all is the quite times when the pain inside shouts out, those times I sit and think of you, replaying all our words, and wondering what I did wrong to make you shout so loud, and in time hoping that the sun will shine, bright and fresh again and on that day I’ll look back, and know the pain will fade and know with pride that I did right and step forward once again toward the dawn and a different light pain free and whole again
In Time
In time they say, all is right, that really doesn’t help the pain tonight, the broken heart, the love now gone, that emptiness within my soul, and all my laughter that she stole, right now I can’t not see me smile again, will not laugh or dance again, but in time they say the pain will go, and in its place my life will grow
Her Mask of Lies
ReflectionsÂ
Moments
Sweet dreams of butterfliesÂ
Holding Hands
Home
She looked like home, his happy place, her smile the key to his front door, he holds her tight for now he’s home, his love to last forever more, and home the place that fills his heart, gap closed and never again apart, her smile it locks his heart a new and in her eyes her love is true, together now at last, their home and future bright
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