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You Weren't Truly There


                                                                            
When bad news strikes like lightening,  
good news just plods along.
That's how it was, the day I heard
your dear sweet one had gone.

I came as you were crying,
my condolences to bear.
But in your grief you took my hand.
And I knew you weren't truly there.

How strange in our bereavement
we long to love once more,
our beloved recently taken,
now hidden behind death's door.

I longed once for this moment,
imagined it all those years.
How we might be together.
But not this way, not thru your tears.

I knew this day was coming,
but this is not what I came here for.
I came to offer friendship,
believe me, I came for nothing more.

Now, it's not my hand your holding.
Not my name you gently sigh.
I can feel your heart, it's  pleading,
to have her image mirrored in your eyes.

But how can I refuse you?
You've always been my dream come true.
In your heart and soul, you're loving her
while I'm here loving you.

If this is a gift I can give to you
so be it, in sympathy.
If ever the day comes, when her memory rests
maybe then, you'll remember me.