This was a poem I had written in the mid-1990s.
The Lonely Road of My Life
We had walked the road of life together
and exchanged promises and vows,
your laughter ringing like silver bells, I remember
and your eyes moving like a doe’s.
I shaped my dreams around you,
your every hope became mine,
when suddenly you shattered them
and decided to go it alone.
Today as I walk its lonely stretch,
the road seems longer than ever,
when just yesterday it seemed
one life wouldn’t be enough to enjoy its vast expanse.
I shrug and walk though
wondering if it had all really happened,
and if this dream had really happened
why did it have to end?