Sonnet 1

There is no way I can redeem that time

The sudden pain that shook your vibrant soul

To think that love was there, then so maligned

I’d broken something fragile that seemed whole.

The hills we climbed to keep those thoughts at bay

The silence that spoke more than words would do

The way you looked at me on that last day

The things you said so bitter, yet so true.

I see your face in dreams and wake alone

This scar is burning red, but not from heat

I’m in that place I once had called our own

You’re faraway with friends who know your need.

This grief that haunts my days, goes on and on

While she whose heart I broke, forever gone.