She still lingers there on your wall
Hanging in a discreet corner of the room
A door you leave open only for her
You hold your own heart captive
But you like to believe
That she still holds it
She is never far from your mind
A thought continually interrupting your life
The wall blocking your path
She is sorry that she hurt you
But that doesn’t matter
Because you are stuck in the hurt
Sinking in the memory of a love
That she wouldn’t allow you to build
A grand ‘happily ever after’
Stolen, unrealized, vanished
Your hands pressed roughly against the wall
Your head bowed in defeat
I sit upon that wall and stare at her picture
Embraced by a brown frame, collecting dust
I wonder how I came to be here
Watching you, watching her
What use am I to a haunted man?
You suddenly look up to see me
As if some invisible force intervened
Surprise highlights your eyes
I smile down at you, penetrating
Loosening the sadness that you hold tight to
You call out with an unsure voice
A strange mixture of sorrow and hope
I reach out my arms to give you comfort
To offer you a peek over the wall
You place your hands in mine
I recognize the roughened wounds
As they press tightly into my own
Slowly turning to scars, sealing the past hurt away
I rubbed them for you and you smiled
