Days go by without you here,
Then they turned to weeks.
The weeks have turned to months,
And now it has been a year.
I don't understand why we went down this path,
When from the beginning you knew how I felt.
Was it fair what you have done?
You could never even say you cared.
I guess I was just suppose to know,
I guess I did deep within.
My heart told me to be careful,
People all around me warned me.
Being who and what I am,
I made a choice to dance that dance again.
Now I know why,
Men are far and few between.
Hurt and pain of this nature,
Takes time to heal and regenerate.
Now I see,
what I have done,
There is no one to blame but myself.
Will I dance this dance again,
Let the walls down and another in.
It always turns out the same.
I am way to sensitive, vulnerable, and private to deal with it.
The emotions of the heart scare the hell out of me.
I found it easier to turn and run.
Dee Parenti
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