And then there was one......
Forgive me for holding to tight,
for loving to hard,
and wishing for that which is not mine to have....
I feel you slipping away from me....
and then I have to wonder if I ever had you.
My need for what I dream
has become a physical pain
to be endured.
If you cannot heal me tell me
and let me go quietly.
I hold your promise
that we will be together
in the space where my heart once was.
And I feel empty.
There are no words to explain
and yet words are all I have of you.
Rescue me... or release me....
for now I can be nothing
but in pain and frightened....
I am so afraid that this aloneness will be all I am...
To say I miss you is such an unjust statement
it should not be uttered
and yet it runs through my mind unending....
Is love nothing but pain?
Linda Clark.... aka....£àûRîë