Sometimes time doesn’t erase the pain of old romances; it just comes and goes in waves.
This ‘poem’ is was written a long time ago when I was in one of those melancholic, wistful, sentimental moods
Didn’t I care enough…Love enough…try hard enough?
Did I care too much…Love too much…try too hard?
Did I miss something you were trying to tell me?
Did I look too closely?
Did I make it better?
Did I make it worse?
Did you want me to help, or were you just pretending that you did?
Did I feed your ego, but not your soul?
I’m left with questions upon questions and no answers.
Spinning, swirling in my head,
Reverberating in my heart.
You cried out to me, but when I came, you weren’t there.
I tried to love AND understand you.
And be what you needed.
Shine the light down upon you.
Did I do it wrong?
No, I don’t think so.
I do things just the way I do things.
It’s either all or nothing.
I’m sorry that it wasn’t what you needed.
But I’m not sorry that I held nothing back.
copyright 2011, Casey – The Sprightly Writer