First Edit: To The Person I Used To Be

[Richard]

First Edit:

To The Person I Used To Be

Do you remember life before
the bags beneath my eyes,
or how she lost her young allure
for motherly disguise?

Do you remember her midnight hair?
A softness only found
in darkness; you weren't aware
it falls without a sound.

Why didn't you do anything
to stop her leaving us?
Instead, you just took back the ring
and checked the band for rust.

I must apologize for this,
my questions go unheard
like love behind a daily kiss,
farewell the truest word.



Original:

To The Person I Used To Be

Do you remember life before
the bags beneath my eyes,
or how you watched her young allure
replaced by motherly disguise?

Do you remember her midnight hair?
A softness only found
in darkness; every strand beware,
it falls without a sound.

Why didn't you do anything
to stop her leaving us?
Instead, you quietly took back the ring
and checked the band for rust.

I must apologize for this,
my questions go unheard
like love behind a familiar kiss,
farewell the truest word.

Every now and then I get in the mood to write something that rhymes, so here it is. I should be good for another six months now