LOVE

My thoughts were full of doubts swirling all around.

I had to get away from her to feel my feet on solid ground.

The atmosphere was electric, we both felt it, but for me it was hell.

At any given moment there could have been a glass splintering yell.

The excitement was overwhelming. More than once I had almost lost my grip.

I was clinging to a precipice with my feet about to slip.

The air had become oppressive. My breathing was being cut short.

There had to be an end to this. One of us had to call a halt.

As with all things, time had run its distance, a bell was tolling for an end.

What once was just a dream, was now anything but pretend.

I was used to giving pleasure, for others to have enjoyed.

But the person who was here now acted as though they wanted life to be destroyed.

We could not live this way together, I knew I would want something new,

There was no need for forgiveness, as we both knew that was true.

My mind ached as much as yours did. I could hear your melodic cries.

Was it just for our mutual pleasure, or was I papering over the lies?

I fear I may forget the story as the script is becoming blurred,

The end is fast approaching as my words are being misheard.   

I fear one of us must admit to it, but who will confess first?

Love was the name that was remembered, but love cannot be rehearsed.

A life had been lived full of meaning with a promise never to break,

But promises that are easily given are easy to forsake.

If trust is the first to be abandoned then honour can never defend,  

The story that should have been written was never meant this way to end.

The End