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My
Husband
I look at you
now and see a shell, A shadow of the man you once were. I remember our
passion how it burned like a candle, the fierce hot passion which only needed
a kiss to ignite. Now it has died, the flame has gone out The love which
once we shared too is but a distant dream, A spectre which hangs over our
lives As I watch you day by day Fading before my eyes I remember all
the years gone by. How we loved, danced, laughed. Now I can barely see you
without remembering the past.
How things
were, the way your kiss touched the innermost part of me, making my knees
quake at your presence. Now as I look into your eyes I see confusion,
helplessness and at times a hopelessness too. Wishing I could put back
the clock and do all the things we said we would, But life can be
cruel, We don't get second chances to live it, So I must make today count,
for it could be your last.
My Husband
Written by Catherine Murray.
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