thoughts ...

A half written story I chose to forget
I`m full of regrets when the past begets
You're safely obscure somewhere , taken unaware
That there`s someone who still does care
Do you know there was a lot left to share
When you were there
and now though there`s time to spare
The feelings only bring despair .
I am left to gape and  blatantly stare .
Those eyes 'spoke' with such flair
that none other could possibly compare .
But now here`s a story  you left bare
and grief entwines with the soul at every "layer"
nevertheless the lips  will forever pray a silent prayer , a silent prayer ...