Help
I watch you, writhing in pain. I just laugh and try to go on with my day. You ask me
to please help you, you're hurting so much.
I scoff in your face and ask you how it feels. I was once in your position. YOU put
me there. I was there on the ground, right where you lay. You didn't care, so there
I stayed; crying, screaming. You still didn't care. I had to help myself.
But then I look into your beautiful eyes and see the pain and the pleading and
remember how much I loved you, how much I still love you.
So I help you up and nurture you back to perfect health.
You finally realize how much you love me. How we were meant to be. You ask me
if I love you and I say,
"Yes. I will always love you. But, its too late. There will never be anything between
us ever again. You broke my heart and I will never forget that. But know that i am
in love with you, I always will be. You just weren't there when I needed you the
most. I'm sorry."
Copyright © Mary Brogdon | Year Posted 2007
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