I am the poet,yet it is your words
Filling my mind,my heart,my head
Not sure what is coming
But such a strong feeling of dread
Can you love with only words spoken
Can you hear the sound of thunder
The sound as the heart is broken
No, I guess I am not as strong
As either of us thought
Maybe I have learned my lesson
It hurts the way it was taught
I have not shed a tear
Haven't allowed myself to cry
Perhap when I ask my question
Just one damn question,Why