I Leave You (part 3 the end)

It's ok, I know I you're pain. My dear girl, you tried, you cared. I love you still it's just that you believed. He started to mean the world to you- He made you happy, and I enjoyed the knowledge of that glow. You loved his arms around you, You looked forward to those calls, and tonight the bed is empty. Empty and alone just like you. You can't help but recall it all, and I blame you not. My girl, I know what he was. You never know what something means until it leaves . . And he left. You were always torn, in the beginning, middle and in the end. You want him back, I know you do and it's ok. The final talk plays over and over. You said you felt nothing, you suppressed it all. Why? My dearest of them all? Why do such a thing? You denied it all, you knew something, apparently more then I did. You knew "I love you" probably wouldn't be said, why do you chant it now? He's gone, you'll never get it back. He hurt you, broke your faith, crushed your life. But still you say be mine? Oh Mandy why? You kill yourself by playing those songs. You make yourself cry . . . instead of doing something dumb. You paint it all black, not grey, but the ominous black. It's ok, you can feel this. You're not stupid this I mean. You are strong and I'm so proud of you. You're heart aches and I know that you can do it. I'm sorry for being so hard on you, I'm sorry for being un supportive. I'm sorry for knocking you down, because right now you need a lift. I'm sorry . . .your conscience now apologizes. It asks for forgiveness, and it pleads to let it help. And it hands you your coveted item . . peace. Written January 16th, 2002 © on Jan 16 2002 06:59 AM PST   18 • 0 • 8