Why Did You Let Her Leave?

I remember…
…how much you like fruit rollups, Rice Krispie treats and most of all, dunking Oreo’s in milk.

By a writer identified only as “Sarah”
If I ask you in years to come
When you’re old and grey
What did you do with your life my dear’
What do you think you might say?

You see, I know the answer
Though you would never admit
That your life will end broken hearted
Of a love lost too scared to commit.

You loved her so much
Why did you let her leave?
She loved you back
But you would never believe.
But that is your future
You are still in your past
Grab her and hold her
This love is meant to last.

My Love is Lost

I remember…
…us being lazy on Sunday’s and you spending all afternoon leisurely reading the paper.

From the book “My Love is Lost” published privately by Judy Garland
My love is lost.
I held it as a handful of sand,
clenching my fist to hold it there.

Yet, bit by bit, it slipped through my straining fingers.
Now, nothing but memories of every smile, every kiss,
and, above all, every word.

For ’twas not into my ear you whispered
but into
my heart.

‘Twas not my lips you kissed, but my soul.

Very Heavy Heart

 I remember…
…how you  knew all those ways off the beaten path to get around town with your “super secret shortcuts”.

Tsarina Alexandra to Tsar Nicholas II of Russia December 30, 1915
Off you go again alone and it’s with a very heavy heart I part from you. No more kisses and tender caresses for ever so long — I want to bury myself in you, hold you tight in my arms, make you feel the intense love of mine.