The Color of Love

Without him beside me, my future seems so bleak, being naïve, i was told he was not meant for me. Ignoring this world of cruelty and its power tear our world apart. Now sitting i ponder why I being so naïve from the very start My tomorrow will never come, for I will forever live in his yesterday. Turning my back on the one who loved me in every single way. Not even time can heal a shattered heart, but I guess somewhere in his heart he loved me after all Many times I’ve dreamt of him and unable to hide my tears, As I reminisce that sad day I decide we go our separate ways, I pinch myself, as in a dream, knowing it is not true, How could I let go of such a man, no woman would ever do. I remember the look in his eyes when he dropped by and found my note. Pain crippled on his face leaving such a heart in pain, as he read along “My heart is with you but I will forever be alone, never will you and I share a place of our own. Rejected by all to cross the color line thinking my love is blind". If again such a love should come my way, I’d break free of those dark days I’d confess my true heart and reject the rest and break through this racial barrier and fallow my lovers path wherever he lead to ease this heart that beat to grieve.