I had forgotten how I felt about you, all those years ago –
The way your hair fell in your eyes and you would
toss it back and it would fall again – such
soft brown hair.
Forgotten how the nights were cold when
you were late or in a mood,
too busy just to call….
…. And just how much that pain could hurt –
when I would say My love’s enough for two of us, my one
can equal two – and you would frown and turn away
or laugh it off and say Not that again!
I am well trained to keep emotion in
I was the sand inside that oyster shell –
The pain of growing to a pearl has left me dry.
Mandy Pannett
(Published in ‘Frost Hollow’ 2006)