![]() I REALLY HOPE IT MAKES YOU CRYA Poem by DONALD EISSLER![]() Written on a rainy night from the archives of my mind... Is she real ?? or maybe just a memorex in my mind...only two will know if she is real or not enjoy "I hope it makes you cry"![]() I REALLY HOPE IT MAKES YOU CRY I read the words that you wrote. They are now imbedded in my mind. Seems if things stayed the same We met for the first time. Did not want to go. We talked about me coming back. That this would be our home. Said that you love me. No longer wanted to be alone.
Deep inside I knew The feelings that I had. Tried to make believe It did not make me sad. You took me to the limo. It was a rainy night. Waited for the driver. Had to catch an early flight. We sat there together In the warmth of your car. Each one trying, think, "Will this leave an ugly scar?" Then a black SUV Pulled in the parking lot. Inside I was hoping That it wouldn't stop. Now this was the part, It caused me so much pain. My tears were falling Just like the morning rain. Was a little late to say Just how much I cared. Wish I had said it then But my senses were impaired. You were so hurt For no last hug did I give. Something wish I had done That I know you can't forgive. We pulled out on the highway You followed close behind. Watched as we turned away, My destination was defined. I watched as your tail lights Faded in the mist. I know you didn't see me As I threw you one last kiss. That was two months ago We have talked so many times. Talked about togetherness About the hills we need climb. Said that I loved you And wanted you as my wife. Think that really scared you For we live a different life. I know that you love me. You know I love you too. We have so many ups and downs. Our life always seems askew. Seems like the slightest thing Can just tears us apart. I know I've done a few things That were not so very smart. You words that were written Were said in a gentle goodby. You were like a mother bird . Sending her baby off to fly. It is hard for me tell you, The way it made me feel. Like a sailboat in a storm That had just lost its keel. You say that you love me. But now only as a friend. Seems that you have wrote the story. Such a sadness you have penned. The good mornings that we shared Will not be heard anymore. I know that I will miss them, In my heart I'll keep them stored. “The good night sweeti”, We always sealed with a kiss. From you I’ll never hear again Something I know will be amiss. I know now it was time For us to saygood bye. But eveytime you read this I really hope it makes you cry.
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9 Reviews Added on July 29, 2011 Last Updated on July 30, 2011 AuthorDONALD EISSLERMOORPARK, CAAboutOriginally from NY but lived in Ca. for last 40 + yrs more..Writing
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