The words we say always seem to get in the way
of there ever being anything more
than there is today.
Hurt one another, We do this so well.
We have lived our lives so alone in the past
that now that we have a chance for real happiness,
all we know how to do is protect
no one but ourselves.
Where will this leave us at the end of the road,
without one another and really alone?
Happy, will we be? I think not.
Without each other, alone we will truly be.
A reflecting time we may need to take,
for all we are, isn't even close
to all we need to be, to be all we can be.
You say you hear the words I say.
Do you ever really hear the words I don't say.
The words from my heart that narr a breath has touched,
the whispered words narr an ear will hear.
If not, then now is the time to listen.