I THOUGHT THIS TIME

 

I thought this time

That the love was strong

Founded on solid rock

And standing on granite piles

That would weather the ages

Like a great monument

But at the first hint of storm

The granite crumbled away

And the love fell with them

 

I curse my poor judgment

And my lack of prudence

As once again I am alone

And my heart is broken once more

The old adage echoes in my head

“What doesn’t kill you

Makes you stronger”

But the words are as empty as my life

But I will make myself stronger

I will make myself an island

My heart will be as stone

And my resolve will be as granite

Then my heart will never break again