facing time alone. . .

[chrismw]

Lover

I watch you

prepare to leave me

again

You pack your things

rearrange and pack again

And I sit still and watch

wondering how you pack me

in memory

arrange and rearrange me

wondering if memory is enough

again

to hold us together as we live our life apart

What do I do with time while you live another life?

Sleep. I say. I sleep. I dream.

I wait.

For you again.

Back to your divided life

you ride

leaving me

leaving us

again

Your memory of me

must be

strong

To face the changes this diseased life gives me

Each time you return

you must see my memory

For someday I will be only just

Lover, is this enough?

[JennyR]

Why is your life so intermittent? If this is too personal, please ignore and forgive me for asking. Being a "Parkie" I fully understand the pressure and stress placed on a partner, but the packing up and leaving and then returning again bothers me. I am so sorry to hear of your plight.

[Carrigan]

You can certainly write poetry, but I agree with Jenny why, you are obviously hurting, does it help to write about it , is there someone you can talk to x

[chrismw]

Best friends and childhood sweethearts with both interwoven and separate lives. Our paths kept leading back to each other through military enlistment, college, marriages, remarriages, children. . .with one constant--knowing that we loved each other no matter what. My life as a parkie has added yet another dimension to our 33 year old tapestry.

So I wait for his life's commitments to be fulfilled.

[shasha]

this is so beautiful and poiniant too - good luck in the tapestry of your life and may you weave it together one day -

[Gloria1952]

I feel your pain and loneliness. You live through memories. I hope you will find happiness someday.

[PatV]

Your poem is lovely. My lover died five years ago. I still have his stuff around my house. Clutter. Time for me to let go and move on and yet when I look at his picture, I wish I had someone to talk to, someone who'd spoil me a little. Glad he did not suffer more. We had fun.

[Alley]

Sorry, for your pain both of you, hope that things will just get better and better every day. To hurt inside is not a good thing maybe just live from day to day, every day is a new day, remember that song?