Copyright © September 31, 2003 by Richard J. Sereday Jr.
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Could it be, time to go? Why won't her heart just let me know. I remember when her seeing me, use to be at the top of her "to do" list. I have all of the sudden, slipped to the bottom of the page, if even on the list at all, and it's no place that I want to be. Just barely hanging on, about to slip off the bottom of the paper, into my own private hell. The minute I told her I loved her, she pulled her heart away. It was like she reached the finish line, and she had the race won, and the trophy was in the knowing. The candles that lit so many beauty filled dinners have burned to their end, as her love did fade away. She never asked me to stay, so what my heart hears is go away, while you still have the strength to beat, and try to keep yourself alive. So when it tells me it's time to go, for she says not, it's time to stay, will she be glad when I've gone away.