April Fools...(a poem from my past)
April 1st...a cool spring day...the sky clear
and bright...with a new season starting...a
part of my life was ending...
I sat on the porch steps, as you collected
your things...funny...when we first started out,
you had very little...how things changed...
Memories packed away in boxes...but, even
though you are taking them with you...they
will stay with me forever...
Why did it finally have to come to this...
what about our vows...the promises...the
plans...the dreams...
All lies...like the one, I told myself...that this
is it...I will not be a statistic...this will last
forever...but, here I sat...watching you go...
Tired...wanting to be loved all those years...
yes, you said you did...but, as always, only
if it was beneficial...to your advantage...
I thought I had enough love, to free your
heart...to give it the warmth that one needs
to love...but, you needed to want it too...
You said I would be alright...that I was
strong...that I would find another love one
day...you were sorry that you hurt me...
When you finished putting everything in your
car...you walked over to give me one final
kiss goodbye...for what...guilt...
Asking if I would be okay...I smiled and said...
"Sure, I'm strong, remember?"...but, as you
drove away...with tears in my eyes...
I quietly said..."April Fools"