Will I ever hear your voice again
If it is only time
Do you think of me as I think of you?
Another day...
Do we really have no other choice?
Why this sudden pain
If I could do things differently I reckon I would
The sound of your voice echo's in my mind
Your the inspiration in my life, the sun in my heart
Theres a stake through my heart and its burning like fire
Theres a stake through my heart and it's crying in pain
Theres a stake through my heart which is twisted and hurt
It could take a mountain range to devide the land
It could take the cry of a baby to end a war
Sometimes It seems we hurt the ones
For too many times we let
So be sure that you let people know
Be sure that you appreciate
Will I ever smell your sweet scent again?
Will I ever feel your gentle tentative touch?
Was it meant to be or was it simply too much?
Then how long
Will the feeling remain ever strong?
Was it infatuation or love, simple and true?
You seem to be drifting further away
Should I go or should I stay
This Wicked heart-wrenching gamble to play
No sight no touch any choice
I need to hold you
I need to hear your voice
I hear a voice.
It's shouting
All is in vain!
~~© Mark Van Der Merwe~~
January 2000
The sound of your voice, coming out of the gloom
I know its too soon
I know I should wait
Before giving my love up to this uncharted fate.
If I could love another, I know that I should
I know its too soon
I know I should wait
But loving you has happened, can't stop it, it's too late.
Your loving words, your soft heart, your mannerisms so kind
I know its too soon
I know I should wait
My heart, has its own mind, you cannot negotiate.
Your whole life I feel, i have become a part
Though I know its too soon
And I know I should wait
Im sorry, but I love you, can't stop it, it's too late.
~~© Bernadette~~
04/06/2000
Bleeding heart
Theres a time to give up, end this burning desire
All the words that I said, coming straight from my heart
Wish I'd never said them, never knew we would part.
I feel hurt, I feel used, I feel lonely again.
You said you've tried but you cannot let go it seems
Of the memory of her, as she still haunts your dreams.
Crying tears of goodbye as it lies in the dirt
Need to get up once more, dust myself off again
Need to look forward and remember, what is love without pain.
~~© Bernadette~~
25/6/2000
Update
July 05, 2000
So are we having fun yet? Are we all depressed and morbid about what we have just read? The answer is NO. And the reason the answer is no is because no matter how we feel today, it passes. No matter what the emotion, that too passes. Just as the sun rises in the morning and sets in the evening so too does the dawning of a new day bring new hope. The ticket is to learn from life experiences, to never regret, to never withdraw and to never withhold. Sometimes, we can love and never have that love returned. But we should bask in the knowledge that we had the priviledge to experience the feeling of love. Sometimes we have our love returned to us, then we should consider ourselves fortunate and allow that love to grow and to nurture it by giving all we can. Its all about giving anyway....
Not so impossible
It could take the northern cross to guide the blind
It could take a sun kissed day to dry the dew
But it only takes my heart to lead me to you
It could take the smallest gesture to hold a hand
It could take a star filled night to realize a dream
But it only takes a moment for our love to begin
It could take just a knock to open a door
It could take only a second to start a life anew
But it would take an eternity to fall out of love with you.
~~© Bernadette~~
10/8/2000
Little Things
What we have until it's gone
Too often we wait too late
To say i'm sorry - I was wrong
We hold dearest to our hearts
And we allow foolish things
To tear our lives apart
Unimportant things into our mind
And then it's usually too late
To see what made us blind
How much they mean to you
Take that time to say the words
Before your time is through
Everything you've got
And be thankful for the little things
In life that mean alot.
~~Author Unknown~~
Update
August 27, 2000
They say that it is better to love and lose, than never to have loved at all. I wonder though, if whoever actually said that, knew what they were talking about? I wonder also if having to go through the hurt and the pain that one experiences when faced with the realities of a love that has ended is worth any degree of bliss that that love once was? I wonder these things as I sit here. I wonder these things as I close my eyes at night and wipe the tears from my cheeks. How does one pick up and go on when you know that what has ended never should have ended at all. When your only wish was that you could make that person see that love can overcome any obstacle. How does one stop been a romantic and start to face reality, where romance is something reserved for books only. Where romance is only a fantasy in your mind. Where romance dies and is replaced by the hard realities of life. Been the eternal optimist that I am, I refer back to the last 2 lines of my poem "Bleeding heart" Where i say "Need to get up once more, dust myself off again, Need to look forward and remember, what is love without pain." I am a survivor. I have always been. And I will dust myself off. I will move on.
I therefore dedicate this particular page to all those that have lost in love.
Let all those that have been loved like this remember that they will always be cared for and they will never be forgotten.
