Torn Apart
Leaving your side at the airport,
Was not such an easy task.
I could not even find the strength to put on a courageous mask.
My eyes spilled over,
My mascara smeared,
It’s as if my world has all but disappeared.
If you could stay,
I know you would.
But it’s your duty to go, I know you should.
It’s America’s freedom you signed up to pay.
A debt that lingers before your time;
Sacrificing everything, but you did not commit the crime.
We appreciate your service,
But my heart is still void,
Because of all the moments shared I once enjoyed.
Memories are here,
Lingering in my mind,
Further away and longer you stay, they get harder to find.
I hold on to the small things,
So hopefully I can remind myself,
Of all the events I have to put on the shelf.
My emotions are on a rollercoaster,
With the foundation stability of love,
That holds me in the realm that maybe one day I can rise above.
When I hold on to the future,
I can see you coming back,
As long as we both stay on to each other’s loving track.
We will be together again,
And our hearts will be filled once more,
Not only are you a hero to our country, but someone I completely adore.
The memories and longings that once caused pain,
is the object of permanent containment,
when all is sewn together in a new level of attainment.
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