25 Years of Writing To You
The day we met
I knew you were the one
The man I would love
Making the woman I would become
Time has passed quickly
But my words appear in various places
My thoughts of us
Over the years, between us, empty spaces
Things I couldn't tell you
Dreams you already knew
Memories forgotten
But still how much I love you
Begging for forgiveness
Jotted on an old bill
Dying with our child
I could only wish to me it was willed
Mistakes of the past
Written on many pages
Lusting for what we had
In all of life's stages
Poems of hatred
Physically ruined for life
More so apparently
Only when I'm your wife
Published poems easily explain
Our years apart
More letters on napkins
Hoping you have a heal heart
A quarter of a century
Has taken its toll
But our remaining love isn't enough
For us together grow old
I knew forgiveness
Had to come with a price
You will never trust me
Your brain is easily enticed
You, too, have grown older
Into a very handsome man
So sorry my latest letters
Will never reach your hand
Our, again, failed marriage
Twenty years later, and loving facts
Has crumbled under past events
Memories that stayed intact
Years of telling you what I needed
And couldn't get
Months of not telling you
Is my final regret
I wrote about how you must hurt
The pain of years apart
How you love with every fiber
When you are secure with your heart
It's just scattered words
Now I write to me, myself, and I
Everything I'm feeling now
Once again, I want to die.
We have a forbidden love
Each of us to protect and defend
To love and cherish
To die together in the very end
Our final letter
We will both be able to read and see
As it is our final farewell in this life
Another divorce decree.
Copyright © Teresa Harr-Pena | Year Posted 2016
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