She Said “No.”
I was walking along some street in town.
There was no particular place I was bound.
Just thinking how different it might have been.
If you would have said ‘yes’ way back then.
I had plans and schemes of what we’d do.
I could make them happen if I had you.
But, you said ‘no’ & our lives went different ways.
Still, I often think about those past days.
I am still here. Stuck in this town.
You’re gone. Nowhere to be found.
I am still single. But, not for lack of trying.
No one measures up to you, I keep sighing.
Somehow I got stuck in the past.
My emotions were shattered, needing a cast.
They haven’t learned to walk again yet.
If they could my life would be set.
I’m a broken man. Stumbling along with no plan.
Searching, but for what? I don’t understand?
A part of me has been ripped away.
I don’t care if it is night or day.
I’ve been this way since you said “No.”
Now, I have no idea where to go.
I walk in the park and see the birds.
I see some lovers having words.
I see kids playing ball & running with a kite.
I saw two teenagers about to have a fight.
It is all like in a dream. Am I here?
I don’t function normally. Isn’t that queer?
No thoughts seem to come clearly.
No, I haven’t been drinking beer, see.
Part of me is missing. It’s been destroyed.
I am not a man, I am just a toy.
They say time heals all wounds.
I hope and pray that healing will come soon.
In the meantime, I walk down a street in town.
I don’t have any idea where I am bound.
—————————————————R. W. Johnson—–(2014)