Colin F. Jones


My love, I do not have you any more,
The man I knew did not come back from war,
I am your foe; your love has turned to hate,
Yes it is true, this is my dreaded fate.
How can I live without you trusting me,
You are the stranger that you choose to be,
You think I do not understand your inner pain,
But what you give lives in your selfish claim.
I waiting long, I wrote to you each day,
I prayed each hour that you were away,
I loved, and loved you till my heart did ache,
But now I know it was all a sad mistake.
Goodbye my love, I leave you with your pain,
For you know not mine and that is but a shame.