This was written about 10 years ago ~ On November 12, 2004.  Hard to believe because I remember this moment so vividly ..

I often wonder

If you’ve found the calm

Within your storm.

If you’ve found the warmth

In a breath.

If you’ve held the hand

Of the one you love,

Or if you’ve traded it all in

For a brush with death.

Would it be crazy

To tell you that I miss you.

To tell you now …

That I’ll always love you.

So often I wonder …

Why my love was never

Enough?

I’ve endured your words

And blatant disregard

For all I was

And all we could’ve become.

So now I sit,

And wonder why …

Why we were never

Important enough?

For you to love us …

Is all I asked.

Instead, you traded it

All away …

To death.

Death of who you were,

And all I believed

You would become.

I loved you so much …

But, instead, you choose

To bury my love.

Was I not what you

Thought me to be?

Please tell me …

Did you not hear my

Heart bleed?

Through those concrete floors

And glass walls …

Were you not able to see

My eyes

Or feel my love?