I’ve come to that point in my life which words
Cannot describe. How hurt I feel, how much I tried
to make all things go right. It’s like the birds
Have ceased to sing, oh how much I have cried.
Flowers no longer bloom, and if I could,
I’d turn back the tables of time. Yet then
I’d do it all again because I would
Be faced with one so fair. But even when
I know I’m at a loss, it can’t be good.
Too weak am I, too strong she is. I will
be upset once again. Too long I wait,
Too quick I am, I see she’s had her fill.
I’m here anew, but once again I’m late.
I reach to her. I wait and see. I sit
And watch her go. That’s it, with love, I quit