• I hear you
    But you can’t hear me
    You can’t hear my pleas
    Over the anger I deserve
    From your broken heart

    I see you
    I see those tears
    That fall from those precious eyes
    Why did I do it?
    How did I cause
    My angel to cry?

    I reach for you
    Only to find your image
    Shattering . . .
    Shattering like glass under my touch
    You’re gone

    ~ * ~

    My eyes open only to see the truth
    It was a dream
    A dream of the day I lost you
    Maybe
    Just maybe I’ll visit you tomorrow

    Under your crying tears
    Of the willow tree
    That grew from your broken heart
    When you saw a flash of light
    And yours dimmed then went out.