I know that I am dying,
From birth on that path I have been heading.
I know I have to be strong,
For at any hour death can come along.
But no one prepared me for this pain,
That love is causing me once again.
No one told me you could hurt my soul,
With hard, cold words that were so bold.
Why don't you believe me?
After all I've given you can't you see?
I never hid my love from you,
That's why this pain is so true.
I'm hurt that you are sad,
And that I've made you mad.
I never meant hurt you,
I never expected death so true.
I love you still, my dear,
To this woman you are still there.
I'm still your dear friend,
Although I'm hurting at this end.
Brenda Aurora Ysaguirre
Copyright 2008 Brenda Aurora Ysaguirre
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