~~~A tale of traveling...and woes...and hopes and dreams.....in epic form...~~~
It was when I was with you in the fall
and we laughed and had so much fun.
It was just being with you that I recall
as the most special thing I had done.
We were "good friends" you often told me
which meant more to you than "romance".
"Relationships" were easy to come and to be,
but friendships were taking a chance.
We shared our deep secrets,as friends often do
and knew of each other quite well.
You told me of things I wondered if true
but only with time I'd be able to tell.
All the pictures I took as we traveled along
remind me of time together each day.
The look in your eyes as you sang me a song
was passion directed my way.
I'll have the memories to keep me warm
and although you'll be greatly missed,
I have no regrets and wish you no harm,
evn though I wish we had kissed.
Then six months later you traveled to me,
way out west to my little town.
Coming to help me fix my house and be
the one to bring me up...not down.
But that didn't last for very long until
your attention was directed elsewhere.
Your need for admiration greater still
and for mine you no longer would care.
The work began was left undone
and I was given the blame.
You packed and left and on the run,
but our stories are not the same.
Although I advanced you travel expense
one and one-half my monthly income,
I must be considered terribly dense
for contract of work we had none.
The schedule we worked was your design,
I was submissive and was not the boss.
Too late,too late, too late I resign
and now we both shall bear the loss.
You told your women I'd not leave you alone.
You said to them you needed your space.
You stayed in your trailor and on the phone,
Why not tell me that to my face?
Job applications were here and there,
yet not one did you earnestly return.
Were you not serious? Did you not care?
The money from me was all you would earn?
I'm so dissapointed in your actions to date.
Such high expectations for "Quality of Life".
The sharing we spoke of is never too late,
Only if you handle some discourse and strife.
You wanted your own specialty shop,
computer repair or small appliance would do.
Driving a truck you wanted to stop,
I was willing to help your dream to come true.
Where ever you are, I hope you are well.
The "committee" will keep it secret I'm sure.
Your health is important and time will tell
If other adventures to you will lure.
To me you were more than a friend,
"The answer is at the end...."
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