by Unknown
Jul 2010 425 Views 8 comments
Was There a Chance?
She told me it was nothing,
That I had done or said.
Which left but one conclusion,
Twas who I am instead.
Though I will always love her,
She's not in love with me.
Sure seemed it was, but sadly,
It wasn't meant to be.
If I had fought and argued,
What diff'rence would it make?
Was there a chance to change things?
Or was it much too late?
It's hard to know what action,
To take or what to say,
When someone tells you gently,
It's time to go away.
That I had done or said.
Which left but one conclusion,
Twas who I am instead.
Though I will always love her,
She's not in love with me.
Sure seemed it was, but sadly,
It wasn't meant to be.
If I had fought and argued,
What diff'rence would it make?
Was there a chance to change things?
Or was it much too late?
It's hard to know what action,
To take or what to say,
When someone tells you gently,
It's time to go away.
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Posted: Jul 2010
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Comments (8)
The fact you handle it without anger/bitterness and with such niceness indicates you don't need much more practice, I should think.
All of our past can be found in what we are as we move into our becoming. To have experienced love for someone along the way is a gift to treasure. Thank you for sharing.
Yes goodguy, we all seek the ever-elusive feeling of being with our one.
Thank you all!