Why is it some people spend time together, then leave without saying goodbye...

Can the time they spent mean so little to some, and can their souls really be that dry...

Do they remember your name...your face...your laughter and tears, and if not, I wonder why...

How sad that precious time is wasted on people who just play a part

Can it really be that meaningless and superficial right from the start…

How very empty they must be when alone with their cardboard heart

Could it be that they need the rhythm of the dance to make them feel that they belong

Could it be that they vaguely know the music but never hear the words to the song

Could it be that they believe that they are the universe and not just an integral part

Could it be that the only way they can feel alive is if they can steal your heart

But a thief in the night is a just a thief, an outlaw he will never be

And in truth they have my deepest and sincerest sympathy

I pray that they feel something real someday, and see life as not merely a ploy

I pray their hearts come alive and that they one day experience pure joy

the joy that comes from knowing the real value of another's song

the joy that comes from perceiving another's pleasures

the joy in the realization that we really do belong

the joy in appreciation of another's honesty

the joy of being able to be truly free

the joy of giving; not taking

the joy of you and me

 the remembrance

of love

Copyright © December 2001 Catherine Powers - a.k.a. CAT --

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