I always thought we’d be together.
I truly hoped we’d be forever.
It wasn’t written in our stars…
I wasn’t Venus to your Mars.
You always needed to be free…
Wouldn’t tie yourself to me.
I’m really sorry I have to go…
How I loved you, you’ll never know.
You flatly refused to believe…
Thought you were always deceived.
You used to say I’d leave one day…
Inevitably, along the way.
Maybe you were right to be afraid…
A worse mess might have been made,
If we had crossed the lines you drew…
To keep me separate from you.
You made sure the divide was wide…
I couldn’t cross over to your side.
My heart would break to make you cry.
So, I whisper a soft goodbye,
As these tears roll from my eyes…
While I heave such heavy sighs,
For beautiful might have beens…
This lost dream that never begins.
© Mary Elizabeth Balderrama