I felt compelled to write this during english today.
Dear Lord, please help me
Make it through the day.
Although alone I will whimper,
here I must be strong.
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Once, true love stopped to whisper
On my lonely windowsill.
I was happily surprised by her visit,
Until I saw her chaos unfurl.
She led me to a river,
I stopped to take a drink.
And then I saw, across from me,
A man that made me weak.
She pushed me towards you,
Told you to take my hand.
And for a while, everything
Seemed just to go as planned.
But then she left us-
Alone, without a cause.
And then, at once, we realized-
The one sad fact that made us pause-
Our lives had opened up before us,
Two different paths to go down.
We no longer could stay there,
No longer breathe as one.
As we set out now,
Down our equally lonely paths,
I pray that one day soon, again,
We will be brought back-
To the lonely, silent river
Where I first saw your smile-
And where you waved to me-
And where we can sit-- and talk for a while.