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6-18-04

3:27 am



Here we are again.

On the ugly cusp.

You, starting a new job.

Me, starting a new relationship.

I don�t know what the future holds.

I know I want you in it.

But here we are again.

At a crossroads.

I don�t know when I will be bale to talk to you openly again.

I don�t know when I will see you again.

I don�t know what you want me to be in your life.

So many questions.

So many things that honestly scare me.

So I sit here and cry.

I cry to myself.

I cry at the heartache that I know is coming.

I know tomorrow will be the last day that I talk to you.

I know you will fall from my life.

You and I both know you have been looking for the door.

The door that leads you out of my life.

This is it.

This is the door you have been waiting on.

The door that takes you away forever.

But my heart just won�t let you shut it.

My heart still needs you.

Your soft kind words.

Your sweet gentle lips.

Your strong mind.

I won�t ever show you this.

This poem of truth and knowledge.

I�ll just silently carry you with me in life.

I�ll silently remember you as my soul mate as I fall asleep next to another

woman.

I�ll silently remember all that you mean to me as I never let your name fall

from my lips again.

Tomorrow will be it.

The finale of our relationship.

Only 6 months old and over already.

But my heart will never forget.

My heart will always love you, even if I have to make my mind forget.

Goodbye my love.

Goodbye.