And Away Love Floats

The winds turned, seasons changed, a heart was shattered
Lost in a blink, a quicksilver moment, everything that mattered
I wonder, why did I give everything, all that I vowed I never would
Perhaps because I needed to love so desperately, I had to prove I could
I was right, I loved so intensely, I held him in angelic tone
Through the darkest of nights, to his face, I clung, even though so alone
I faithfully waited, I grew scared and anxious in the silence of more than days
Left now with the answers I sought, sitting broken, trapped in a painful haze
I can finally turn off the phone, sign out of email, pack up my things
To let go of all the heartache Ive had to learn that love always brings
Choking back these tears, I gasp, I gag, but most of all, I fall
How do I pick my head up, how do I turn my cheek, how do I walk tall
I tell myself that its ok, I hurt, I get angry, sick, then round again to cry
I look around the room, I look to his photo, I box his ring, realizing it was all a lie
Empty promises, empty church, empty bed, but the emptiest is my heart
I want to run far away, I want to give it all away, disappear, simply depart
I took the blame, yet, it wasnt even close to my fault as I known all along
So here I sit, alone, listening to the same heartbreaking song
Mirrored in front of me are the saddest eyes I have even seen
Tear stained, swollen red, but yet the most beautiful shade of emerald green
Someone inside is a young woman longing for love, longing to feel that embrace
An angel who lost her wings, fell hard when trying to fly, bowed from grace
The night will come within hours and I fear laying down to sleep
For I know it will be the coldest darkest of all my life and I shall only weep
This moment in time, I am forced to admit Im just too weak
Ive absolutely nothing left, no voice left with which to speak
A mere goodbye is all I have to offer to anyone, nothing else left to give
Other than haunting memories and now more pain I cant bear to any longer relive.

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[JBValr]

Yet, even the smallest candles produce light. And if we stare hard enough into the fog between souls, we will see mirrors with shapes of other faces.

[JBValr]

In the dark fog of morning; the light of day shines. And sees all but one, candle so drowned.