I ache for the way things once were
For long nights filled with endless sharing
The ease of conversation that flowed as a river
Constant and smooth
I cling to the way things were
Clutching desperately to the wisps
Of long passed memories
Of better times now gone
I hope for the impossible
For words to be unspoken
For pain and hurt to fall away
For a return to what once was
Is there still a chance for change?
Still an opportunity for mending
Or have the knives been thrown
And wounds cut deep
Left scars that can’t be healed
Do I hold on out of love
Or fear of change?
Do I cling to this with hope
Hope that all will one day be well
Or do I desperately grasp
At that which never will be again?
Once upon a time
In my far off memories
All was well
And all was good
Love and caring carried us
Shared secrets and familiar pain
Bound us together
In what I thought would never end
Yet now I sit and must wonder
Is what’s left only fear and complacency?
Has my fear of change left me clinging,
Grasping at the ghost of love?
Only time will tell if we can be saved
If there is anything left to be saved
If our wounds will heal and allow for peace
Or if the blows went to deep
Leaving wounds that will always ooze and burn
I fear the change of losing you
I fear the restructuring of my life
When you are no longer in it
But is fear really worth the pain?