i never took down that picture
by pb Hill
i never took down that picture. It smiled there from the wall.i never changed the sheets or returned your polite call.i never emptied the vase on the desk. Flowers still are there.i never checked my attitude or pretended not to care.i never packed up the memories or the cards that you sent.i never considered the moments or the emotions i'd spent.i never wondered about the questions or the possible looseends.i never give up on anyone--especially my friends.i might have worried about your welfare or well-beingor even feared your disappearence post fleeing.i might have sustained that you always know yourself best.i remembered that you rebel against being second-guessed.i vowed that time, if nothing else, would nurse the injury.i remained quietly amid the ruins of the fury.i never shall say that i never complained or fumed.But i never accepted that we were forever doomed.i never wanted anything more than to wait for all time,if all-time would bring you back into my rhyme.i never sat silent and praised my own selfish plight.i never condemned or rejected my choice not to fight.i never interjected that my way was more correctly good.i never rebuked that you did what you thought you should.i never wept for my own disappointment or grief.i never announced my heart stoned by a thief.i never believed that you would not ever return.i never doubted the commitment i had to earn.i never thought that you would not change your mind,When i knew it was you that you had to find.