If I’m sorry you’ll never know <br />Cause from your life you’ve severed me so <br />Severed me so I may never harm again <br />Severed me so I may never be a friend <br /> <br />If the point was to hurt me back <br />Then of pain there is no lack <br />There is no lack or pain in my eyes <br />There is no lack of pain to darken my skies <br /> <br />From your life you’ve severed me <br />And from our life I’m haunted <br />Happy couples I only see <br />And from them I’m daunted <br /> <br />The memory of starlit days <br />Paints the world of grey <br />As the colors of a memory age <br />And the painting starts to fade <br /> <br />If I’m sorry you’ll never know <br />Cause from your life you’ve severed me so<br /><br />Timothy Weiermann<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/you-ll-never-know-9/
