In My Arms He Cried For Her
Last night my heart
was in distress with fear
she was coming back home.
She bids him saying
it was over with
the other man like so
many times before.
In my arms he cried for her.
His heart hasn’t been
the same since she left him.
When he starts to
put the pieces of his life
back together and mend
the heart she left broken,
here she comes again and again.
Opening up the wound,
that was pierced so deep within.
In my arms he cried for her.
Every night I give him my ears
to listen to his heart.
I give him my shoulder to
hang his head upon.
I give him relief from the
affliction she causes him.
I have given him my friendship
to cling to in his time of need.
In my arms he cried for her.
I opened my heart to his pain
falling in love with this hurting man.
What was I thinking?
I cant turn back the hands of time.
I wouldn’t want to.
Knowing in my heart that I
shared with him one moment of love.
Love beyond what I could ever imagine.
In my arms he cried for her.
He says not to worry.
I have always been there
to pick up the pieces
of his shattered life.
He says I have given him
comfort and compassion
when he has suffered so gravely.
He says my friendship and love
proceeds to stitch up the gash
in his broken heart.
In my arms he cried for her.
I keep asking myself
How many times do I
have to bring out my
mending tools to keep him going?
When will he realize the game
she plays with his heart?
The emotional roller coaster
she wont let him off.
In my arms he cried for her.
My heart aches for his release
from the hold she has on him.
Will his heart let her go
to move on with his life?
Will the love that has begun
between us out power the portion
that is left for her.?
Time will only tell what
will become of us or him and her.
In my arms he cried for her.
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