She asks, “Why her? Who was she?”
I contemplate my answer in silence.
“Elegance,” I finally replied. “She was simply an angel who loved me and showed me how to love me again.”
“Your pain is deep,” she said. “I wish I could take it away as if you never met her.”
I shook my head. “To take back the heartbreak,” I explained. “Would be to take away the blessing she gave me.”
Enterin’
Mind splinterin’
Into multiple pieces as I process pain
And do my best to push past the traumatic memories that occupy my brain
When a fleeting Summer of Love gave way to an everlasting rain
The day that she left
And left me bereft…of love and of…care
And returned an emptiness that was no longer filled
Now that she was no longer…there
How can a love so rare be replaced by a cold heart encased in an icy cage?
She felt like home
But when there’s no way to get blood from a stone
My soul will simply bleed
On this page
Where am I?
Because I find myself missing
Twelve years to the day
She took a piece of me with her when she took her love away
I can’t hide from my memory and I can’t hide from the pain
Who am I?
Well, she called me Greatness
And I guess I am still on course to live up to the meaning of that name
Ronaldo Gilley 