I think of you,
can't imagine what
you must be going
through.
Frustrating to me,
for I know not what to do.

What kind of Hell,
must it be, when
you see but cannot process
your thoughts. When you
say, you love me,
is this the last bit of reality,
that remains. Are you
reaching out, asking for
more help?

I want you to be happy,
not likely, under these
circumstances.
I love you, Ellie.

Why was the question.
What was the word?
Awkward the conversation,
some never heard.

The road home,
is blocked with pain,
of our lost memories,
which no longer remain.

Once, was I,
a solid man.
Degradative downgrade,
what I now am.

I've found words I
love to write,
about life's joys
and not for spite.

Hurtful words of
ridicule and distain,
can leave this place,
never to return again.

Write of love
and how we were,
so many years ago,
when we were there

These are the words,
I've always known.
My feelings are out there,
my covers blown.

Someone listened as I told my tale
of how my life came to be.
The daughter of my neighbor,
who was from Arlington, D.C.

We discussed, or I should say I talked,
while she listened to me,
a special moment, feeling well
about our talk, to me, heavenly.

I will not violate the privacy
of our conversation, 'twas good for me.
We were in the Courtyard, where,
there were many flowers we could see.

Time went by slowly but quick
as she listened to me.
My enjoyment, was enlightened,
so, I say, thank you. I love thee

Days zip by,
quicker than I think.
I'll say this now,
I need a shrink.

Who puts a word
like love, into play?
A four-letter word,
meaning, have a great day.

I can't say I love you,
because I'm a married man.
What does that mean?
I don't understand.

When love was young,
my mind was new.
All my thoughts of love,
were about you.

Now I'm an elder,
my mind will stay,
as my thoughts of love,
refuse to go away.

Looking in the mirror,
not sure what I see,
an old, wrinkled face,
looking back at me.

I write one line
of loving words,
my eye moistens.
How absurd.

From all the wants
in the World to see,
it's your lovely smile,
when you look at me.
I love you Ellie

When love is the answer.
What is the question?
Feelings for another,
making you whole, once more.