A Pain...

A Year of Pain




Pain, that's all it is,

love has no meaning

anymore and few are

even close to believing.




As the wind does softly blow

and the snow begins to fall,

the flowers dance one last time

but what is love, I want to know.




He ran away with little

for a so called goodbye

to grasp before I realize

that my soul was starting to die.




Flowers are popping up again

I see carnations and pansies,

before the snow began to fall

he gave some of those to me.




Where did he even go?

Why so suddenly, outta the blue,

how could he already leave

if he had just said, "I Love You."




The weather is getting hot

schools are beginning to end,

the pools and parks are opening,

but where are you my lovely friend?




My love, my best friend, MY Mr. Smith,

I love you more than words could say,

I refuse to cry another tear for anyone;

however I still hope you'll come home someday.




The trees will sway, the leaves can fall,

my heart and soul are steadily dying.

It's been a full year since our last call,

and out for you I'm crying.




After all this time I guess

it's time for me to move on,

maybe I should say goodbye to

you and the tears, cause you are long gone.




For Love I Won't Waste Anymore Years.