Post by vixen on Oct 4, 2006 20:06:41 GMT -6
She chased the illusion
Touched ghosts of the past
Opens closet doors
Wonders why its didn’t last
Questions flit through her mind
But no answers come
Just whispers of old arguments
Things left unsaid and undone
She takes out the contents
Lays them on the bed
Remembering the last time they lay there
The loving words he said
There was no warning
How in the world could she know?
That he had found another
Then, told her he had to go
She touches her faded wedding gown
Hears the vows they had said
Thinking about shining promises
Now left cold and dead
Tears fall down her face
She wonders, “Is that all there is?”
Memories of a shattered love
…And boxes marked hers and his
Touched ghosts of the past
Opens closet doors
Wonders why its didn’t last
Questions flit through her mind
But no answers come
Just whispers of old arguments
Things left unsaid and undone
She takes out the contents
Lays them on the bed
Remembering the last time they lay there
The loving words he said
There was no warning
How in the world could she know?
That he had found another
Then, told her he had to go
She touches her faded wedding gown
Hears the vows they had said
Thinking about shining promises
Now left cold and dead
Tears fall down her face
She wonders, “Is that all there is?”
Memories of a shattered love
…And boxes marked hers and his
