In the moonlight as she sat there
She remembered everything.
It's painful oh the memory as it goes
led deep into all things.
Never to live, never to love.
Always to be apart.
Broken down that memory lane
her car it would not start.
She revved her engine,
try as she might
she never got to the heart.
He'd never know and never care.
He'd never, ever want to be there.
He'd let it be and let it lie.
That love of there's, he'd let it die.
She'd walk away and cry her tears
She'd walk away with all her fears.
She'd walk away and that would be that.
Tossed aside like an old beat up hat.
- Tricia Markin
3/2/10
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