Who is this stranger?

who is this stranger 

standing next to me

this man who cannot raise

his eyes up to meet mine

 

one can tell he's conflicted

does not know what to say

his hands in his pockets

lips pressed together tight

 

he is my husband of many years

the man who smiled at me

as I walked down the aisle

in my lush wedding gown

 

I remember the feeling

of bursting with love

safe in his arms

in total surrender

 

that was before the lies

the bitter blow of deception

before the harsh words

that shattered my core

 

now I can't fathom 

how it could have ever been

nothing left to say

nothing left to dream

 

Author's Note

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Reviews

[APoetsMuse]

Very nice. love the last part...

"now I can't fathom
how it could have ever been
nothing left to say
nothing left to dream"