Without Fold

I watched the sun rise this morning... with memories my heart did flood- Of a love I set free into broken skies... A love I did once love... For the bonds that did once bind us- were tethered for some time... She pushed me into darkness- where, my heart could not be found... Like a rose without perfection... too often I was told- These memories came flooding back like a book without a fold... The misery that haunted me... the shame dire despair... For only if she understood- my love was chained in fear- As days go by new tides come... I ponder free thoughts a wisp- A lasting love was not meant to be a love that suffered eclipsed.