One True LoveI stand quietly, silently contemplating the skyWatching the clouds moveCompletely unawareOf tearsDripping from my chinMy gaze shifts downTo the swaying treesThe leaves movingIn the gentle breezeFinally my gazes comesTo restI step forward holding a rose to my chestTo the simple box laying near meMy fingers touch the woodAnd a strangled moan escapes my throatMy tears drip to splash the boxAs I place the rose I hold on topPressing my palm against the woodI bend near and whisperI Love YouMy words are carried away on the breezeLeaving odd silence to completely surround meTearing my eyes finally awayI focus on those around meThey stare at meWith pity in their eyesTheir tear stained facesReflect the same uniform expressionNo one knows Of the meaning of painUntil they stare atA coffinIn front of themAnd see the faces around themAnd know that the one being lowered into the groundWas the one they truly loved...
