I wish I could leave what matters
and steals my breath away
to changing winds of circumstance,
or the uncertainty of each day.
I wish I could leave what matters
and overwhelms me with delight
to the bitter lesson of a broken heart
and the secrets of the night.
I wish I could leave what matters
and makes me wish for more
to the solitude of a far off isle
or some distant, foreign shore.
I wish I could leave what matters
as fleeting memories in my soul,
and erase the many wonders of you,
and a love that made me whole.
But love won't leave what matters
to mere moments of a forgotten past.
The longing lives on right here...right now
until my heart beats its very last.
