BELIEVING THAT I LIED
I know that it always hurts
When I think of you,
And I know it always will
Every time I do.
The memory of what we had
Just won't go away,
And knowing that it turned out bad
Darkens each new day.
| know when we said goodbye
Something in me died;
You seemed to be so very sure
When you said I lied.
It wasn't just the words you used
To tell me we were through;
It hurt much worse that you believed
That I could cheat on you.
When I said I didn't care,
It tore me up inside;
It's funny in the saddest way,
But that was when I lied.
M.C. Newberry
Thu 17th Nov 2011 00:47
Ladies - thanks for your feedback. I value the
feminine perspective is such things...we men
can be a bit reticent about emotional things.
J.C. - thanks for the tip about R.M.'s work. I'll check it out. Alas, any thought of having a "bloody big cog" would merely render me guilty of wishful thinking!
Salutations.