Her face stares back at me with mystery Pretending she doesn’t hurt Pain envelopes her being She must try everything … She has to she says Don’t go sweetheart I plead But I have to – there is no choice I try to keep her safe But she longs for comfort That has never been part of her life The yearning stays… She goes… returns A trifle different perhaps Or am I misreading the signs? Do I want to change her? No way… Do I want to comfort her? You bet I do But she wants … Someone who she claims can be there for her She leaves Returns Leaves And she’s back with a sad stance Acceptance is grim But she has to face reality It is a blow But she does She blends in Settles down… But the restlessness creeps in She wants the illusion There is nothing I can do I accept… Let her live life her way And hope that she doesn’t get hurt again.
A little bit of this and that and then some.