Tortured by Memories


My heart beats heavy..
My soul aches each day..
How could it not be?
With all that I gave..

I often wonder..
What could I have done?
But, there is nothing..
Because, my heart, you have won.

Products of our lives..
So much pain that we carry..
The thought of love and loss..
Is often far too scary..

I'd cross the burning desert,
Or the stormy skies above..
Sadly, I'd do most anything..
Just to gain your love.

Yet, I beg God not to yearn..
Not to worry over you..
For years I have fought..
To love someone new.

But it's impossible, you see..
When your soul aches each day..
For a love that will not be..
..after all that I gave.

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