By Lough Gur
Date: 26 March 2001

Ballad of Lost Love

Ballad of Lost Love

It was a cold November night when I felt our last embrace
Could I have known, could I have guessed the past would be erased
How could our love end so quickly even after years of refining,
And In the maelstrom of this storm could there be a silver lining?

We sat together, holding hands yet the distance felt much greater
Her touch was soft, her voice was sweet, her eyes were what betrayed her.
Within the silence, without the words, I knew what was to pass
I knew that evening’s conversation would be our very last.

She looked at me with tear-filled eyes and a waver in her voice
Proclaiming in her saddened tones that she had made her choice
Softly crying and whispering she didn’t feel the same as before
And with each mournful word she spoke my heart sank to the floor

The one I had shared so much with was casting me aside,
I guess our paths were meant to part, to cease to coincide.
We’d never fought, we’d never argued, the end came without warning,
There was naught that I could do aside cope with my mourning.

I’d given her my everything, my very heart and soul,
As her lover and as her friend I had played out every role.
Now I felt a stranger to the one that was so close,
Could I ever truly know how lovers turn to foes?

Cast aside to drift alone my heart was left devoid
I knew no more the happiness that I had so enjoyed.
Though every moment spent with her had seemed gilded as if gold.
Now I felt love’s warmth subside and I quivered in the cold.