The Pause

l smiled, my last smile,
as I walked across the room. 
My mind was on fire, 
like a summer sun in June.
I cried when I left you,
so much despair.
Yet lost and confused,
no time to repair.
So I sat down and counted
my blessings once more,
and I realized that moment,
A block in my soul.
For love is a wave 
we must ride to the end.
Sometimes we are on top,
sometimes head in the sand.
I knew when we met 
there'd be many rows to hoe,
but today I must say that
I'm happier at home.
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