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I gave you my heart, full of love and caring. I have shared my secrets with only you. I showed you my love and joy, my hurts, pain and my deepest fears. You would kiss away them all one by one, drying each tear as it fell from my eyes.

We would hold each other and be there for each other. We loved each other for who we were or so I thought we did.

I poured my heart out for you, I gave you my everything. I would do anything in the world for you. I would try to find a way to give you anything and everything that I have or could ever have.

We said we love each other, we said I do. We made that sacred commitment to one another, saying we would be true to one another for all time.

 Commitment, faithfulness, honesty to one another? Was it really real this time? Would it ever be real? No, life is not that kind.

 The lies start to flow. The honesty stops, and what about commitment and faithfulness? All are myths. Something that never happens. Always and forever eluding me. Is it real? Can it ever be real?

 I deny the rumors; I turn my head as if I don’t see. I am there for you backing you every step of the way. I lie and say that you are not this way. You love me just as much as I love you…

I hide my head in shame, I cry in the night when everyone slumbers. Knowing my love isn’t enough. My time isn’t enough. My heart and soul are just toys in your life to play with while waiting on another. Lying to myself that this love I thought we shared was going to last forever.  Loving you so much that I can’t leave, I can’t say good-bye. Not knowing if today is the day you will be gone from my life forever.

Standing still scared to breathe, waiting for the moment. Is this the good-bye, will I even get a good-bye. Will you just up and go. Leaving to where ever your heart carries you on the wind? Staying breathless, hoping to never find out. Hoping to stay in the dream, that brought me to you, hoping that those words are never spoken and actions are never taken. But eventually deep down inside this broken heart and soul, we know that the inevitable will come.

 We hold each other, saying we love each other, and that we will always be in each others hearts, never to forget what we once held so close and shared. Tears streaming from our faces, I know the time has come, my world shattered once again.

 To tired to pick up the pieces, broken beyond repair.  I stand there holding the pieces in my hand, looking at what was once a loving and caring heart, never to beat again, never to be repaired.

I pack them in a small tiny box; put them up high on a shelf that can never be reached. My time to love has come to end.

--Tatty--