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