Who Told You
Who told you ?
Who told you that I would still
be here waiting ...
Bandaging and patching,
cooking and cleaning, hoping
and expecting,
Anticipating your love towards
me, but when the rains came, I
looked for you,
To nurture me, shower me with
kisses and undying love,
To pamper me with pillows,
fresh cool sheets, and hot
bowls of soup,
Maybe a massage or loving
neck rub,
But sad to say you were not
there,
Instead of tall broad shoulders
and
a braveheart I looked at my
side
and found a cold dark shadow,
so again I ask you who told you
that when you returned I will
still
be here?
My heart still lingers as my
mind
and body walk away,
My now misty love escaping as
hot
vapors from a helium balloon,
But instead of deflating my
heart
is happy and light,
A burden lifted,
So again I ask you who told
you?
Sunsets brighter, head lighter,
new
attire, Ooh and what's that
smell ?
A new sent in the air in search
of
new love, new kisses, new
passion,
New beginnings and new
experiences, something to
look
forward to, so I again I ask
you
who?
How presumptuous of you to
think that I,
Little "I"
Little " you" would last beyond
your cruel indiscretions and
bittersweet lies, Your cold
heart,
my lonely nights and bruised
heart,
Who told you? Tell me...
They lied.
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