IMAGES NOT FORGOTTEN
My thoughts turn to you
as they have so often in the past;
taunting me, pointing out the years I wasted.
The years you would have given me.
Christine. . .I was a fool.
The memories of you are strong.
They follow and touch my mind like lingering needles of pain.
How could I have been so blind as to believe it would be better without you?
Now I seek your face, in empty corridors,
miss the comfort of your caring eyes,
and feel the weight of loneliness.
But. . .you are happy,
and through my regret, I rejoice. . .
even if your happiness means another man's arms hold you.
Many times I wonder. . . .
Could it have been that way for us. . .
if I had given it a chance?
Be well, Christine. . . .
Know that there is one who cares. . . .
I will always care.
If my happiness is to be found, it will be in one such as you,
although it took me far too long to realize it.
Happiness for you, Christine,
I wish it always.
and- the love you so well deserve.
For in the knowledge of your contentment, the ache inside me lessens.
But the images never die.
--- Toni Cardinal-Price
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