Forgiveness
And so...
The funny thing for me
would be to
tell you what I've done.
To tell you
that I've betrayed you,
after all that has gone between us--
I wrapped my arms around you, darling,
And swore you'd be the only one--
but you weren't,
and I'm sorry.
I can say only one thing.
Please forgive me,
my darling;
I never meant to do you wrong.
If there's hope for us,
or hope for me,
I hope you might forgive me--
If you think there's
no more for us,
my heart and ears won't listen.
Tell me you don't want me,
my soul won't ever understand--
There are so many clichés that
I could tell you,
excuses that have been said and used before--
that he meant nothing to me,
that it's just one of those things--
And while I'll agree that I don't
Love him,
I'll tell you now that he did mean something--
He showed me love in all its
frightening power--
and the love he showed me
was mine for you.
If you turn from me and
leave my arms,
my body won't accept it.
If you argue that there's
no faith left to go on,
my words and reason will prove you
wrong.
For it's my very faith that
holds me to you,
keeps me grounded in your being;
your existence feeds my own--
without my air I cannot breathe--
It's a matter of logic.
Can't you see?
A matter of greed,
selfish, hungry, needy--
For I love you,
and I want you--
All to myself.
All of you that I can get.
I want so much more of you than
what I have,
and so much more than I've been given.
I want more of you,
with every passing second--
Enough to drown in,
enough to smother in!
So give yourself to me,
forgive my stupidity.
Teach me more lessons in love,
so I won't ever fail,
so I won't flunk out of this
and make these mistakes again,
my darling--
Forgive me,
have mercy,
my love--
Only in your arms
can I ever find sanity,
or safety,
peace, or contentment...
again.
