The One

by jen sheridan   Oct 12, 2010


One moment in time can change a lifetime,
I wonder why I should suffer when I committed no crime,
My hand upon the glass in between our emotions,
Separating our shared life of love and devotion,
Placing a hand upon the glass and meeting mine,
Looking at me like it was the end of the line,
I knew in an instant that our time had come,
How could this be when I know you're the one?
The one who I love from that very first second,
The one I couldn't resist when you beckoned,
The one that I married despite our difference,
The one that held the ultimate significance,
Our babies to me were an absolute essential,
Growing quickly to meet their potential,
I wore your ring with pride and affliction,
I never even guessed you suffered addiction,
I bled in your hands but still dearly loved you,
Somehow I believe you just didn't have a clue,
You doubted my love from beginning to end,
Never understanding I was your most loyal friend,
Your jealousy rose from the depths of your existence,
So I complied at your unrelenting persistence,
For thirteen years as your wife, friend and lover,
I never experienced the foreign touch of another,
My moments with you are a memory so cherished,
I often wonder how this love, so true perished,
You made love to me so softly, yet sweet and for filling,
Although a nervous touch to ascertain if willing,
You held me close in my darkest, lonely hours,
You surprised me with gifts, my favourite flowers,
You showed me a life of solitary, beautiful places,
But little does it do to remove your disgraces,
You shared your laughter and inner most feelings,
But never once your devious criminal dealings,
In the court room I cried as you were sentenced,
Upon your face no emotion and no repentance,
It shattered my heart when they led you away,
Not a tear did you shed and nothing to say,
I was devastated in every single aspect,
Upon you it seemed to have no effect,
I held your pillow still carrying your fragrance,
Missing my soul mate wishing for one last chance,
A chance to hold you once more in my embrace,
A chance to look upon your emotionless face,
I see you falter as your tears you hide,
Desperately seeking the reason you lied,
Why my soul you crushed in such a brutal way,
Why it is you have not a single word to say,
I still see you hand resting upon the glass partition,
However I left you I had to make my final decision,
A life of lies cannot be erased,
A shattered life I have finally faced,
I think of you in that lonely cold hell,
Crying alone in your quiet cold cell,
My heart aches for you to find release,
Perhaps, one day discover inner peace.

Make your decisions carefully as you cannot undo the pain you cause another........

Janelle Sheridan
(Date Unspecified)

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