Remembering…
…why I couldn’t stay. Your heart, unavailable and out of reach, was like the star and the apple, hidden until cut. Once open, it refused to share it’s warmth, only tiny seeds, enough to keep me hoping for our love to grow, but it couldn’t.
You say my words have no meaning now. You’re angry learning from a friend, that I’m trying to move on. How could you doubt me? I meant every word I had ever spoken,but I had to let you go. I can’t be happy with a heart that is untouchable. The distance between us was too great. Your wall was built to protect, but it injured and made our love fall apart. Not even all the kings horses could put it back together. No happily ever after for this fairy tale.
Why?
I’ll never know.
I feel cheated. Our story was never read. It had missing pieces and the actors skipped lines they should have said but were too afraid to say. Lines, spoken with feeling, would have exposed the truth. Two adults, acting more like scared children, running from a love that might have saved them.
Why?
I’ll never know.
Old lovers whispered to us in the dark. We had memorized their lines by heart. Ghosts that should have been filed away in boxes labeled ” no- good”,” out grew” or” learn from” and yet your ghost held your heart hostage.
Why?
I’ll never know.
Love disappoints me again. Words work like mirrors and smoke screens, only sharing part of the truth. I loved you but it wasn’t enough and you didn’t believe in me.
Why?
I’ll never know.
She left you with an empty space that no one can fill. Taking a chance again frightened you more than swimming with sharks.You’re strong but worry you’ll be seen as weak, if you share your feelings with another. You won’t let anyone see how vulnerable you are, even if it would allow you to heal. You can’t battle her ghost and allowed her memory to write our story’s ending.
Why?
I’ll never know.
Your heart is wrapped tightly and you build walls to block the path to your heart. You have wounds that you’ve never recovered from. You don’t see it’s there, like a poison slowly leaking, it will gradually kill any new love that comes your way.
Your beautiful heart was too fragile to hold.
Why?
I’ll never know.
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People hold on too long waiting for a happy fairy tale ending which never arrives. She’d like to think she holds his heart. She’s still yearning, but her life has been on hold long enough.
It was a dream. A person can only take so much. Hoping it will change but being disappointed again and again because it doesn’t. It’s hard to get through a stubborn head that it just isn’t going to happen!!
If it’s a genuine love, then he should come around, but absence doesn’t always make the heart grow fonder, as the “she” in the post hopes. He has now left an empty space with her.
Moving on is the right thing to do. All anyone can do is try to learn from every relationship.
Me. Renate