Could I Walk Away
Where is the gleam in your eyes that you once had?
by Gloria Comingore
The flame and sparkle are now only amber’s when I come into view.
The warmth and softness of your touch is no loner present.
Your smile is half hearted as you try to pretend.
What I can see clearly in the dept of your mind.
What can I do to make you love me like you once had?
I watch you looking for excuses not to be home.
When I come home at the end of the day.
I’ve missed a lot, and now my dreams are gone like a thief in the night.
It seems that all work and no play has taken you away.
Has someone else captured the love I once had?
While I was working to give you a life of ease.
My heart is breaking now as I watch you sleep
When once it was love making that you craved.
My thoughts are alone, for your body is here and your heart is not home.
You’ve lost that look in your eyes that I miss so much.
Your touch is cold and it brings a chill to my soul.
If I walked away, would I even be missed?