Dedicated to the Memory of a Woman I Loved.

Dedicated to the Memory of a Woman I Loved.

So I sat down with a woman who reminded me of you,

She had come across the sea from your native land,

I laughed and smiled, but felt my heart sink deeper,

Because in my memory of you, I think of what I almost had.

And so I looked across the table and listened to her story,

It was one of happiness and the kind of future I wanted,

She had married a nice British man, she had a lovely daughter,

I smiled more, laughed at the jokes and the sill words I still remembered,

Of your face that I can still see when I close my eyes,

I can almost remember your touch on my skin,

To that I can almost still taste you on my lips,

Because you made me feel like I wasn't so lost,

And you made me feel like I could be loved,

That with your arms entangled in mine I could let go,

I could find repentance for my sins.

And you made me feel like I could be loved.

You made me feel that I could let go of the hate,

And with your hand in mine I could never feel envy,

Who could really want anything more,

Than a woman who had showed me forgiveness.

I could let go of my hate, and free myself from my anger,

And in love finally find the peace my mind had begged for,

The happiness my soul had yearned for,

But the cowardice that weighed around my neck dragged,

It dragged me further down to my own hell,

The one I made on this earth, I made of my life,

So I pushed you away because I needed you so much,

And now I lay alone on my floor broken, shattered crushed,

And every day that gets further away from when I was happy,

I sink deeper into the cracks as my life drains,

And every day my heart cries for the future I almost had,

I laugh the sorrows away because some people are meant to suffer.