The Emptiness

So sure that I had your love, I poured mine out before you.
Bared my all, letting you consume me;
My heart, my soul, my mind...
All I had left was my body to bare to you in the flesh.

I made you feel thing's never felt before,
I made you smile, from the inside out.
Your heart would race when I spoke...
I felt these things too, only deeper.

I have found that nothing stays the same,
Things change without reasons given.
Feelings change as fast as the seasons,
Love has no happy ending!

You asked me not to change anything, I tried.
Yet you changed drastically!
No more special time's, no more loving words.
No more rushing home to speak to me.

Was I to just continue on and ignore this?
Suddenly I was empty, full of void.
I tried real hard to put on a happy face,
To pretend things were as they was before.

No reasons given for the changes in you,
Just needed me to go on loving you this way.
I know how a flower feels when it isn't nourished.
Why its petals fade and fall to the ground.

Yet my love for you still grows!
I fight to suppress words of love.
I have grown quiet, not sure of my words,
The magic seems to have gone, replaced with fear.

The emptiness surrounds me with grief.
The dreams of being complete gone with your feelings.
Never will I have your love, those words echo in my soul.
I feel punished for loving you, the coldness you showed.

I wish I could fall back to sleep, back to the dream.
To when our excitement was blooming, we nourished it.
I didn't try to love you, it just happened.
I was just as scared as you, just as confused.

There are two kind of people in this world,
There are the givers, and there are the takers.
It takes both to make it balance out evenly,
So there is not a right or wrong. That's life!!!!

But these tears that spill from my eyes,
The hurt deep in my chest,
Is this life for me? Is this my hell?
Lets just be friends, only time will tell!!

By Mary E.S.

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Mary

The picture was a gift sent to me bye Christopher Brandt
He gave permission for it to be used.
My "Tribute" poem is dedicated to him and all who served,
 He served our country.