Sleep beside her

I heard it again today,
Those words which give it away.

Our bed,
Our sheets,

Such small things,
With immense meaning,
I've seen her things,
I've seen all the signs that,

Despite it all,
That against all common sense,

She still has her place,
And you still fall asleep beside her.

Oh, I know you'll say that,
It's all for show,
That it's just so those looking,
See what they expect to see.

But,

Really?

Wouldn't it be far easier in the long run?
And kinder for all concerned,
If,
We just face the facts that,
And accept the simple truth that,

Despite it all,
And no matter what pain she's caused,

You still lie down,
And fall asleep beside her.

A dream too far.

I wished for romantic evenings,
holding hands as we walked along.
Candle-lit dinners & whispers of careless moments,
sandy walks, long, uninterrupted.
Of secluded nights, blissful mornings,
Learning to know each other, getting to understand,
appreciate & forgive each other.

And eventually,
a life spent with the one who knew me best,
the one who trusted me, respected me,
treated me as an equal,
listened to me & and let me listen to them.
The one who didn't put me on a pedestal,
or put me down.
But was it a dream too far?

Pain too great...

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Love is too great a pain to bear,
no longer is it a joy alone,
for once where I felt enthralled,uplifted,
This love now brings tears and sadness,
a trial beyond compare.

Sunlight once filled my heart,
music echo'd through my ears,
my eyes once shone,
now all this has gone,
and empty space pushes us apart.

My arms are wrapped around myself,
holding tightly whilst I cry,
I've given up holding back the tears,
You can't see me,
but I've lost the will to care.

Thinking of you...

I had a spare moment and I thought of you,

I saw a flower in bloom and I thought of you,

I heard that same old tune and I thought of you,

I watched our favourite movie and my thoughts were of you.

I picked up that well-worn jumper, and couldn’t stop thinking of you,

As I walked down the road to our usual park bench,

All I could think of was you.

Someone walked past me wearing your scent,

And my heart filled with memories of you.

I walk round the room and I think of you,

I lay in the bed at night thinking of you,

I wait for the bus to work, standing, thinking of you,

All my waking thoughts, my love, are of you.