I should have seen it coming
I should have known t'was true
I just did not believe her
when she told me she'd seen you
how much do I have to hurt and cry
oh how many dues I've paid
for now my world's a lonely place
and life's a masquerade
I thought that we were happy
but changes you began
you made excuses when you came home at night
said you'd been with a friend
but I knew that you were lying
I could see it in your eye
and when I said, 'let's talk it over'
you wouldn't even try
And I just went on by myself
pretending all was well
but my life just kept on crumbling
and my friends, I couldn't tell
I couldn't say that life was bad
that you loved me no more
for you said, if I didn't like it
that I could hit the door
You told me that there was no one else
but you were tired of being US
but when I cried and tried to explain
you said you didn't understand all the fuss
you said you were tired of being with me
and you left me here alone
now life's a masquerade of lonely tears
inside my lonely home
You told me you just felt stifled
you just needed some fresh air
but then she saw you with that pretty girl
she said you made quite a pair
divorce papers came and I did sign
what else was I to do
you phoned to say that you were sorry
but that you and me were through
I thought of all the things we'd planned
the things that we would do
for life would be so happy
just silly me and you
I remembered that you said you loved me
and all the plans we'd made
but now the tears fall down like rain
and life's a masquerade
I heard about your wedding
they say, t'was quite an affair
but it almost broke my heart in to
it was more than I could bear
but I will make it through this
for I have met someone
and other plans too, I've made
now my life is happy once again
no more the masquerade
Well you came by the other day
said your divorce was final, it was all a big mistake
it's funny how the tables turn
said you'd like to come again and try once more
just for old time sake
but I told him I was sorry
for my love he didn't keep
for now my crying days were over
no more groveling at his feet
And I also told him
t'was much too late
that I really cared no more
he hung his head, wept a bit and then he walked the foor
I told him how I'd met some one
and his love for me was true
and I told him just to hit the door
for now I too, was through
That's great!!! Loved it!
That's great!!! Loved it! that's life!!
...
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
That was nice to read!
That was nice to read!
©bishu