Without a Trace
Questioning myself whether to let go and move on;
Trying not to believe our love is gone.
Days and weeks go by without an incoming call;
Not even a letter. Nothing at all.
Wondering why my life has come to this state;
celebrating birthdays and holidays without a mate.
Surely there are other fish in the sea;
But the only fish I desire is a Pisce.
I love deeply and with every fiber of my being;
Through the lies, broken promises, and adultery.
Having the nerve to ask me "how do I know that you've changed";
Now that's derange.
I have my faults as well;
My jealousy and abuse also helped our marriage to fail.
The difference is that I continued to love, forgive, and stay true;
As he continues to neglect his step children, who all love him too.
He has left us hanging on for so long;
That by the time he realizes it, we'll be all long gone.
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