Life
I should be relieved its over,
yet somehow the loose ends haunt me.
We had a connection like no other;
I was the one you dreamt of, your soul mate.
Both of us wanted comfort and love; not the drama
of our old lives, just a little bit of peace.
A cocoon, a nest to call our own at the little house.
We had so much to look forward to,
made so many plans.
Perhaps the plans were the glue that
held us together through the distance.
Perhaps it was all just a dream.
jcm 2007
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