Too busy
broken bits of her heart
littered up his life
shards of expectations
cutting like a knife
sharp is the knowledge
with clarity of mind
she's still be here
if he'd just taken time.
it would only have taken
an hour here or there.
a few kisses stolen or
to gently stroke her hair.
instead he brushed past
and strode out the door
always too busy not seeing,
to stay she needed more.
© 2009 Tamera Dobbins