Second Best

I have a heart and it's quite broken.
I read your words as if they were spoken.

You'll always love her for the rest of your life,
But she didn't want you; she was another man's wife.

She used you and left you a shell of a man.
I picked you up and gave you all that I can.

I give you my all, and it's never enough.
Reading the memoirs you write for her are extremely tough.

I hate a woman I've never even met.
She took the best of you, and left you a wreck.

To her, you were merely an escape and a fling.
The day she abandoned you, then you felt her sting.

But why spend so many years trying to turn back time?
I've got the punishment for another woman's crime.

I hate myself for being second best.
I should have left you alone and searched like the rest.

But for you I felt pity, I saw a person to heal.
But my emotions are wasted, you don't care how I feel.

I should feel loved, wanted and desired.
Instead I feel lonely, weary and tired.

A few words of wisdom to my younger self,
It's better to be left up on the shelf.

Don't put up with less than you deserve.
You should always be a priority, never a reserve.

A Soldier

He says he's leaving.
He'll be gone about a year.
He's headed off to fight the war,
And his time is drawing near.

I have no words of wisdom,
To ease our aching hearts.
He'll be gone and I'll be here,
A thousand miles apart.

The danger that soldiers face,
He knows it all too well.
Still, he keeps our spirits up,
As our throats begin to swell.

The morning comes all too fast,
I'm not prepared at all.
Because I know there is a chance,
My soldier won't come home.

My soldier is a strong man,
One that's brave and true.
He's not afraid of dying,
He fights for me and you.

So if you see a soldier,
Give him lots of praise.
Tell him that you're thankful,
You see the price we pay.

A Wife's Desire

I want to be your motivation, inspiration, and everything in between.
I want to be the reason for your smile, the one who turns your frown upside down.
I want to be the one you look up to and admire and the one you desire.
The voice in your heart, not your ear, telling you everything that you need, not want to hear.
I want to mean enough to you to be your solution to all life's ups and downs.
I want you to need me every morning when you wake up, during the day when you have had enough.
I want to feel your excitement to kiss me good night after your day has been so rough.
I need and want all these things from you because you're the only one who gets me through.
I love you more and more each day, it's true.
You have blessed me with a beautiful life, made together by both of us.
I need all these things from you because my most treasured title is your wife.

Remember When

Remember when we first did meet,
our hearts rejoiced and skipped a beat.
Remember our first kiss goodnight,
the hug we shared that summer's night.

Remember when we walked the beach
and all our dreams within our reach.
Remember how we used to be
when I had you and you had me.

Remember when we used to talk,
when we held hands and took long walks.
Remember how we spent our days
in warm sunshine and in the rain.

Remember when our one desire
was take a chance and ignite the fire.
Remember the times that made our hearts melt
and all of the passion and desire that we felt.

Remember when you looked at me
and saw the one you love and need.
Remember when you reached for me
and knew that we were meant to be.

Remember when our love was new.
Remember the day we both said, "I do."
Remember the journey we started together.
Remember our love was always forever.

Remember the promise we made together,
to love and to cherish and to care for each other.
Remember the promise in good times and in bad
and to make each one happy rather than sad.

Remember when you held our child
and rocked the baby when I grew tired.
Remember the treasured times
like these when love grew into family.

Remember when the world was bright,
when we would laugh and hold on tight.
Remember when our hearts were broken,
when times were tough and words unspoken.

Remember when we grieved our loss
with parents gone and feeling lost.
Remember when our love endured
the pains and heartaches of the world.

What happened to the life we shared?
What happened to a love so rare?
What happed to the kiss goodnight,
the warm embrace, the love at night?

Did it all just happen? How do we right the wrong?
I know that in my heart your arms I do belong.

Can we live our lives together just like it all began,
and can we hold and cherish each other and remember our love again?

Silence Is Golden

It is not your conversation,
that keeps me entertained,
but rather the way you look at me
that makes me feel sustained.
It's the curve of your lips,
and the curl of your hair,
tis all of the little things,
that make me stop and stare.

It is not your intellegence,
that drew me close to you,
it is not your sense of humor,
that has thrown me all ascew.
It's the touch of your hand,
and the thoughts in your head,
tis all of the little things,
the things that don't get said.

It's not your vivid history,
that's made me fall in love,
it's not your comprehension,
of the world, or what's above.
It is your soft temprement,
and the way you smile at me,
tis all of the little things,
that make me want to see.

It is not when we are talking,
that I want to know some more,
it is not whilst you teach me,
I learn what I'm looking for.
It is the time we spend alone,
and the time in utter silence,
tis all of the little things,
that form a strong allience.

It's not the job you work so hard,
that shows your true commitment,
it's not your crazy habits,
that give me great fulfilment.
It is the way you use your hands,
and the way I have been chosen,
tis all of the little things,
why I know silence is golden.