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Swan Song

It's a very old story.
Seems to happen
when someone confuses
wanting to be loved
with being in love.

You wanted me to love you.
I obliged.
Then, joyously
you set about
building for me
a lovely cage,
polishing the image
you would to see
of me,
encouraging always
my approach
of your ideals.

But you never loved me as I am.
nor saw me as I was.
You kept your vision focused
instead
on how you wanted me
to be.

I have slept
a very long while,
but my dreams
will not lay down,
and I've wakened,
strangely wearied.
I long to be seen and loved
as I am
and I want you
to be well and happy--
because I still love you
just the way you are
even
as
I leave you.

Copyright Cailin J Callaghan 1996 Revised, 2023
All rights reserved

HOW CAN I BE YOUR FRIEND
AS WE SIT OVER A DRINK
YOU TELL ME OF A NEW LOVE YOU HAVE
SHE HAS TAKEN OVER YOUR MIND YOUR HEART


HOW CAN I BE YOUR FRIEND
CANT YOU SEE THE PAIN IN MY EYES
CANT YOU FEEL MY SADNESS
HAVE WE NOT SHARED SO MUCH



HOW CAN I BE YOUR FRIEND
ONCE I WANT TO SIT ALL NIGHT
HANG ON YOUR EVERY WORD
HOW I NOW WANT TO RUN AWAY



HOW CAN I BE YOUR FRIEND
AS WE HUG EACH OTHER GOOD NIGHT
A PART OF ME DIES
MY FRIEND MY DARLING
YOU ARE MY MIND MY HEART



HOW CAN I BE YOUR FRIEND

I LOVE YOU ...

I thought I found someone special in you,
But all you are is just untrue.
I demand a lot from my man, I do,
But I give it back tenfold, cos I am true.

Hard to know who lost out here,
Hopefully you cos you didn't care.
But dwelling on loss, I cannot do,
So now my heart must move on to new. ??

When I tell you I love you, I don’t say it out of habit. I say it to remind you that you’re the best thing that ever happened to me.

I love you for all that you are, all that you have been and all that you’re yet to be.

And suddenly, all the love songs were about you.

I love you more than I could ever really say.

I fancy the way your laugh can light up my day.

I wish you could see yourself through my eyes, then maybe you’d understand why I fancy you.

I fancy you and all of the wonderful things you’ve brought into my life.

Fancying you is one of my favorite things to do.

The day I met you, I found the piece of me I didn’t know was missing. I fancy you, this relationship and the better part of me you brought out.

I wish I could turn back the clock. I’d find you sooner and love you longer.

I didn’t know it was possible to love everything about someone until I met you.

Have I mentioned how lucky I am to love you?

I’m so grateful I get to love you.

Falling in love with you was the easiest thing I’ve done in my life.

When you fall in love with someone’s personality, everything about them becomes beautiful.

Here lies a broken man
Heart shattered and torn
Broken from the woman he loved
She was his rose, she, his thorn
He fell so deep that
The oceans depth couldn't measure his love
She treated him like an option
He thought she was sent from above
The love he held for her
Is rare and hard to find
Because she meant everything to him
To him, their love was divine
But why would a man who fell so deeply
Want a woman who didn't show the same
It was because he took her words to heart
And he felt with her, his heart was safe
And her beautiful lies he wanted to hear
They made him feel wanted and desired
But when he needed her
She made excuses, and he believed the liar
He believed because he was naive
And held on to what was great in the beginning
Never knowing that his forever and always
Would soon be ending
So here lies a broken man
Betrayed by love, betrayed by his own emotions
A love that was so deep and pure
Broke him as he drowns in that ocean

I loved you first: but afterwards your love
Outsoaring mine, sang such a loftier song
As drowned the friendly cooings of my dove.
Which owes the other most? my love was long,
And yours one moment seemed to wax more strong;
I loved and guessed at you, you construed me
And loved me for what might or might not be –
Nay, weights and measures do us both a wrong.
For verily love knows not ‘mine’ or ‘thine;’
With separate ‘I’ and ‘thou’ free love has done,
For one is both and both are one in love:
Rich love knows nought of ‘thine that is not mine;’
Both have the strength and both the length thereof,
Both of us, of the love which makes us one.

Time goes by so quickly
Here I sit with a glass of wine
And the memory of you
Memories of the past
Can soothe the soul
But memories of regret
Can make you numb
All possibilities are left
Only in your mind

Welcome truth into my life
don't let me down and cause me strife
I give my heart with honesty
expecting your sincerity.

We speak of love unseen but heard
can I believe your every word?
My trust has failed me in the past
when hoping this is love at last.

But wait the sands begin to shift
and yet again I'm cast adrift
The truth it seems was just a lie
and once again the love will die.

When will we learn the difference
and try to make our lives' make sense
Is it too much to ask for truth
another Lothario forsooth.

Did you ever have the feeling
That was the best you ever had
Did you help it feel good
Or did it get there
All
By itself.

It's said life's not about love
Yet, if it's knockin on your door
Would you open it wide.

Your face has a smile
That comes from within
Door bell was rang
Fifth time we try.

Walk of shame never happens
When you believe in your stay.

There's a connect that you find
That idles your life where you spend most your time
Tho your heart gets trumped by your mind everytime.

That hand with a finger touching your face
Your mind saw it often
Yet it had to erase
A time in your life that was so
Good for you.

Those sheets full of memory
Washed down the drain
Love you never had
Filled in the blanks.

It's five am, from the sheets you rise
Hands are empty, tho the mind sit's quite full.

Dam it that dream kept it alive
What I wanted in life
Yet your ears that were wet
Failed to see.

Was it you
Or was it me
Arms now arthritic
So much time has passed by.

My words now release you to settle my heart
A place where we started, now time to depart.



~Bentlee~

Bye bye my cherry pie, we didn't have much but never ran dry. Money and wealth was all around us, but we had what counted each other, dreams and enough to survive. Until it happened out of the blue. And in the end could not mend. The vengences l can forgive, and l think of the life we shared together in your little flat. The odd record can bring tears to my eyes, but to go back now does no seem wise.