Loving and losing love is part of life. Love it can be one the best sensations or the most damaging emotions one can endure. I am a hopeless romantic and always will be—it can be a blessing or a curse depending on the situation. I know of others that are like me. Are you one? Folks like me always think it is romantic trying to fight the odds and win someone back—that in the end you will find true happiness. Where hope used to wait in our hearts sometimes we only find a cold and unmoving rock. In time we realize there is nothing romantic about constantly trying to win the love of another. So, you get up and dust yourself off and move on—all is good until the darkness settles in for the night and you close your eyes.
Close My Eyes
When the night sets in I close my eyes,
Memories of you until the morning sunrise.
Begin as photos then becomes a moving picture show,
The happiness and the sadness begin the slow flow.
Thoughts of you laying with me I carry in my soul,
That snapshot of us warms me when the nights get cold.
In my heart you are still with me – it is true,
In the dark I close my eyes and still think of you.
Remembrances of you I carry in my heart and soul,
Down the lane of memories my emotions take a stroll.
Close my eyes and the bliss is replaced by tears,
Losing memories of what was our love is one of my fears.
I will always wonder on that day we decided to part,
If I can repair the hole that appeared within my heart.
Close my eyes I tell myself, “I am doing just fine.”
Oh, Honey that’s not true if you could only read my mind.
Kurt James © 2019
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