As I trudge along,
these desolate roads alone,
I think about all of
the people that I’ve known.
The paths that I’ve taken
were sometimes hard.
Life has sometimes dealt me,
that stupid joker card.
Once in awhile,
rarely these days,
I never really know of
all the different ways.
The different ways of saying “ I love you”
and meaning that I care.
It is my life with you,
that I want to share.
You never believed me,
it was my heart you stole.
And without a backward glance,
silently away you go.
My world started shrinking,
from the inside out.
Never once suspecting,
what love is really about.
February 5, 1997
