Hearts Truth

It has been years since we began our life together,
We have a child, a dog, two cats, and a house,
But do we still have the happiness we had then?
Has our love survived the strain of time passed?

I turn to you and silently look for answers that you cannot provide.
The questions belong to my heart, yet my brains fears the truth.
The silence stretches between us and with a smile you reach for my hand.
I clutch yours loosely, not knowing what else to do.
Joy brightens your smile and I look away,
Ashamed of the feeling that has escaped once more from my grasp.

If I was honest, I would say my love has faded,
...That my strength is gone,
...That my fire has cooled to a dull ember.
There is no passion in my touch,
No light in my eyes
And no desire in my blood.
Honesty alludes me when I look into your eyes,
As I cannot take away the joy I bring you.
I cannot be the breaker of your heart.
I cannot tell you that my dreams try to lead elsewhere
And that you are not involved.
So I smile and I say the three words you long to hear
And my soul dreams of when you will tire of me and
Ask to set yourself and your heart free.



Copyright © 2000 - Heather Cacciatori

Heavy Heart

He touched her cheek
And kissed her goodbye.
Then he turned around
And tried not to cry.
He left her standing there
Alone in the rain.
He drove quickly away
Trying to ignore the pain.
As he drove away into the night
Memories of her face flashed through his mind.
He had no choice.
He had to leave her behind.

Now he's traveling down
The road tonight.
His heart is heavy,
But his load is light.

He's driving quickly
Down the interstate
Praying the heartache
And tears will wait.
In his heart he knows
That leaving her is wrong,
But he has to prove to himself
That he's still rodeo strong.
As he looks out
Over the countryside
He prays for his heart
And an eight-second ride.

Now he's traveling down
The road tonight.
His heart is heavy,
But his load is light.

As the night pulls its
Covers up tight
He thinks of her face
And whispers, "Goodnight."

Now he's traveling down
The road tonight.
His heart is heavy,
But his load is light.



Copyright © 1993 - Heather Cacciatori