A Time Once Passed

Behold I see a time once passed
of the life of a lady, so young and bright
Still wheels of time, which hers once passed
a dark dark secret, dark as night

Breathe passion, of love, of fire once burning
of a man, of life, and of future thought
Still did the man crush all her longing
a lifetime of 8, her sweat for naught

But yet she clung, this young lil maiden
to hope of future, of certain possibility
Still did the man sought to unburden
all forms of his responsibility

Behold t'was left, with nothing to hold
his empty promises vanishing to air
Still did she step on, with courage so bold
while crying inside, t'was too harsh to bear

Bearing his future, she was prepared
to love him unending, though he loved her not
Still did he break a heart so despaired
memories of love all had been forgot

But now I see this time once passed
uncertain I am to take this yoke
Still wheels of time, of hers once passed
Fear of killing her fire, the more I dare stoke

But let her such burdens fall unto me
through rain and hail would I carry
Still waters of her warmth, should I reach be
God and her willing, she would I marry

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The last stanza may be a bit too far-fetched for now.

But yes, I do feel her hurt.

The betrayal
the years of effort
the wasted tears
the..... the unbecoming

I feel so filled with emotions right now

so badly filled

I feel so guilty for even trying, without knowing how much she could be hurting right now. I could have brought back memories of pain, just because I tried.

And once again, I feel so sorry for her for having to go through such things, all because of the fact that men are men, and will always be only what they are capable of; being beings that hurt these wonderful creatures called women

Men can be such blardy idiots.

I feel so stupid right now. I could be hurting her beyond what she can handle.

I'm so overcome with empathy, I don't know what to do. I keep sighing, wishing I could do more to help her, to ease her.

To be her shoulder to cry on.


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But right now, she seems happy. She may not have forgotten, but it seems she may have overcome most of it. There is that possibility she's hiding it; women are good at doing that.

Somehow though... Whenever I feel like we're talking to each other above the level of just being colleagues, she feels... A little distant.

Perhaps she's guarding herself.

I don't know.

This is so frustrating.

I'd like to embrace her and tell her that everything will be alright, everything will go on well, that God will always look after her.

But that's going too far. We barely know each other.

I'm gonna have to stuff it in for now. Oh, the agony! But to conserve our friendship, I must.

I must...

I will.



God

If she is still hurting right now, I ask that You'll comfort her and let her know you're there
If she feels guilty of what has happened, I ask that You'll let her know You'll forgive her, if she just asks
If she still feels bitter and betrayed, I ask that You'll cover her with Your love and let her know that You'll never forsake her

Let her know, the almight God of the heavens and the earth, loves and cares for her
And that she is precious in His sight.

Goodnight God.