I lay out my heart

I lay out my heart, and with pen I write

my thoughts and words like a transcript of old

letters mailed out when we thought them to be

the thing that became such a welcomed sight.

I hope and pray that you read this and find

how sincere my effort in finding a way

to express my feelings, for you’re still on my mind.

I didn’t know then, but our relationship drained

what friendship we’d nurtured, and tried to revive

only suffered more loss when I moved away,

and we lost all contact. There was nothing to gain

but live with regrets of things done or said.

A distance measured in miles we can relate,

but one of the heart is harder to maintain.

It suffers setback and grows further apart,

and now we see with a bitter reminder

there’s no going back, for there is no restart.

_____________

Joyce E. Johnson (2017)

Posted for the Daily Post Weekly Writing challenge

 

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