Tonight a choice was made
the outcome was not in my favor
your mistress her call is too strong
and the burn in your veins is the only voice you heed
this is not the first time but it is the last
all along I thought I could save you
that our love would somehow prevail
but this battle has been fought alone
and I am wearing to my very soul
last night with your head in my lap
you cried
and I stroked your dampened hair
it was like old times
before want become need
I listened to you talk about all the future could hold
if only I would just believe
I knew this was goodbye
we made love
and this time it was me that cried
tonight you left again
no words from me to make you stay
there is nothing left to say
and hope is something I no longer have
you looked back only briefly
as you closed the door that final time
I realized you knew
but you didnt turn around
I watched through the window as you made your way up the street
and as your shadow faded
I wondered
who's been fooling whom?
Saturday, September 22, 2007
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