I wrote this for H on a bar napkin the other night [Linked Image from marriagebuilders.com] This was after, in a rage, I told him how pathetic he was [Linked Image from marriagebuilders.com]<P>Pathetic.<BR>Not you. Me.<BR>Not me. Us.<BR>Once uttered in love,<BR>now screamed in pain.<P>Memories.<BR>Not yours. Mine.<BR>Not mine. Ours.<BR>Once treasured forever,<BR>now ripped apart by rage.<P>Stop!<BR>Not you. Me.<BR>Not me. Us!<BR>Together to create<BR>what once we knew.<P>==========<BR>then I wrote this about the memories (he had shared poetry with OW that we shared)<P>Memories<P>Will they ever be<BR>mine to hold again?<BR>Some.<BR>Never to be shared,<BR>just for me.<BR>Need to salvage the rest<BR>to take with me in my <BR>dreams at night.