The hills, the valleys
and the bends.
Going up and down each day,
wondering if my heart will mend.
Sure, the pain will lessen
and I'll genuinely smile once more,
but the emptiness will stay
and my heart will forever be sore.
You were all I ever wanted,
and now you'll never be.
You were going to be my future;
now that has ceased for me.
I can't help this feeling
of feeling so alone,
but I just can't talk about it.
I don't want to be a moan.
So I'll keep writing
and talking to you in my mind.
Until we meet one day
and then true joy I will find.
I'm not saying
it's going to be soon,
even if it's years from now,
my joy will be over the moon.
Hills & Valleys
Published by Family Friend Poems February 2009 with permission of the Author.
Advertisement