Never meant to be
A tribute to Spooks
As I look up at his face
I wonder what could have been
What it would have been like
If we had given ourselves a chance
But it is very clear to me; we were really never meant to be
His face blurring now
Reality blurring into fantasy
I imagine our cottage, behind the peeling green door
He sat in his office, I sat on the sofa
A normal life; something we were never meant to have
We are both made of secrets; him and me
Have often been caught in countless webs of lies and deceit
We are two pieces of the same puzzle
But always there was some sort of connection missing
But then we both found that connection; it was love
As my face grows cold; life slipping away
I now realise all I really want to do is stay; stay in this life; stay with him
He holds on to the idea of our love; it is the only thing he has left
He has always had this belief in me; in us
He has always protected me; cared for me; loved me; now it's up to me to do the same
My body is numb; I now can't feel his hand holding mine
I want to tell him how much I love him but my lips won't move
I can see his lips moving; begging but can hear nothing
Things are going dark; he is crying; nothing makes sense
Everything goes dark; I am no longer there
All that is left to do is stare; he is the only one left there...
By Amber Robinson 2011 ©
