The Banks of My Soul

by Ms Stacy   Aug 18, 2005


I felt complete
For once I was whole
But I lost my soul mate
I let him go
He only wanted the best for me this your must understand
He left me for no other woman he left me so he could grow into a man
I was the last of his childhood
A sweet Innocent love
I let my guards down for him, and showed him my soul
He took my hand and said he would never let go
But slowly his fingers loosed their grip, I was no longer his world I was no longer his girl
The banks of my heart use to long ago run free, grass grew lush and flowers as far as the eye could see, the waters of the creek ran a refreshing cold the sun dancing over the waves sparkling like diamonds in every endless wave.

But over time this beautiful place has long gone dark and cold
The warm summer breeze no longer touches my face, the waters now flow a icy cold, felling like needles as it flows threw my soul.
The flowers are long gone, their dead petals turn to dust on the earth
The lush grass has now gone limp. Clouds cover my once sunny world
creating a gray dull world
The only rain to reach these plains is the tears that flow from my eyes.
And before long the tears wont flow and the creek will run dry.
I died a little in my soul, my lush wild world now only a cold desert that is a eary cold
I'm numb now and the sad thing is, that my new boyfriend Rhett is in love with me.
And I can't love him.

Maybe just maybe this old soul of mine will heal, the storms in my mind and heart will pour down rain to wash away the grim, and when they have no more water and has disappeared, the sun will bring the life back again, melting the ice water that Brandon chilled.

But its only hopes and dreams no one can control my soul, but my warrior self does tremble at night for the fact that someone could ever get that close then just leave me so.
Leavining me hurting alone at night.

I hope you see Rhett that someday I might love you back, but for now I must become a woman and leave behind my hurtful childish past.
But you can hold my hand along this path if you please.
You can see this tired soul, the one that you love, and if you accept it even as its hurting for another, then when its heals you can share it.
And for you I will learn to love again.

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