Having spent weeks on end
Reflecting, dissecting every
Move, a phrase, the tone
Of your voice
Words said in haste
Trying to put me
In my place
The phone not ringing
Cuts to the bone
My birthday came and went
The card you never sent
You saying we can't live
Without each other
Yet we do, nothing new
The memories of us, just that
My lust of your profile
The curve of your arm
On my waist as we slept
The desire we kept burning
Always yearning after
The intensity that so clearly
Burned between us
Too hot for our own good.

The score no longer kept
So many times you left
That the last move out
Came without tears
Or frantic words sent
The full meaning meant
Only to my heart
That refuses to start
Again for something
That will end
As surely as your
Mind that changes
Like a switch flipped
On and off of us
And with that trust
Gone forever now
Finite...like death
I can no longer mask
The track we chose
Your commitment froze
As your feet kept walking
And all the talking
In the world
Can't change what
Will be, with eyes
Looking ahead I see
Clearly what was
In front of me
All along, so now

I mourn the passing
From my life and on
This Christmas Eve
I wrap so carefully
A gift for me of
Wonderful memories, photos
Cards, smiling faces
So perfect the red paper
The shiny bow and I know
In one year or two
Or three I'll put
The gift under the tree
And what fun I'll have
Looking back on memories
Of a heart that beat
So strong for a love
That didn't last as
Long as forever
And it will be just fine

I'll sit down with
A glass of wine
And give a toast
To what I treasured most
As I look forward
To a new year
Here's to you and me
As we live our lives separately
And the memories
Like fine wine
Always get better
With time.

oooh, HUGS
Darn them mens!

now u can start fresh 2009--out with the old....time for the new...

sorry, it posted before I was finished writing it-darn my fingers.

Thanks darling and Merry Christmas to You!!!

awww PKD, very touching, I have those kind of memories myself, but as long as we live and breath there is always hope, I have heard it said that when one door closes, a new one opens, and maybe sometimes we don't recognize it when it does..

You are a very talented lovely lady, and one very deserving of a true man that will treat you with respect, and love you with all his heart..

As evian posted, 2009 is a new year, and I would like to add, with new beginnings..

very well and intellegently written

Sometimes those memories are all we have to look back on. I like that you packaged them up to set out as a gift in a few years so you can take them out to look back on. Very nice piece.

thank you so much evian- nice to meet you-happy holidays

You are too kind Daniel. Here's to new beginnings and a great year ahead for all of us

PKD, when my mother was alive she taught me to be a kind loving person, and each and everyday I do my best to be the kind of man my mother wanted me to be, I love my mother and I miss her so much, all I could ever ask for is that when she looks down from heaven and sees me that she is proud of the man I have become.. Thank you sweetie

I don't doubt that she is- here's to happy memories of Christmas's past

Thank you, that really means alot, now I have tears in my eyes, i'm sorry, I don't mean to be weak..

Hey my friend. You have nothing to be sorry about. There are lots of guys who get quite emotional and at times shed a few tears. There is nothing that says we can not cry for the things we miss, the loves lost.

I lost my brother thirteen years ago and while in the shower this morning I thought of him and shed some tears. For those close to me, they know I can get that way. They also know my emotions come from the heart.

It sounds as if your feelings and emotions also come from the heart. That my friend is a sign of strength in a man. It also shows your mother loved you enough to instill kindness and love in your heart.

Thank you for that, I guess it goes back to how my father pounded into my head that crying is a sighn of weakness for a man, my father was and still is a very mean and cruel man, my mother on the other hand was and still is my hero, sorry for the loss of your brother, but I know as long as we are alive, they live on through us, thank you Range, very welcome words

i'm sorry for your pain May tomorrow bring you the warmest love you could ever imagine

Ron is right. Showing emotion, is a sign of strength and nothing to be ashamed of. During the holidays, emotions come to the top because of our memories of those gone from us. It's so good to embrace those memories and feelings and carry those with you always.

thank you Iwant2cusmile. Nice to see your writing here.

Beautiful write (((P)))....Merry Christmas g/f! Blessed be.

Thanks Ron...we do have to find the best in situations and look back fondly on the good in everyone and everything.