Remembering

A voice on the phone,
Can't he leave me alone?
I don't want to listen,
My eyes start to glisten
With unshed tears.
And then come fears
That I'll never forget.
Oh why can't he let
Me feel free again?
Does this sort of pain
Ever go completely?
Do things fall neatly
Once more into place?
Or is the trump ace
Still to come yet?

Will I now get
What I really deserve?
Then my thoughts curve
Like in an arc
I remember the park,
In summer we were there.
Then we both did care.
Then changed the seasons
And for many reasons
Our love did end.
He'd be just a good friend.
But I was in a trap,
For love is not a tap,
It can't turn off and on
And it has not all gone
What it was I felt

When beside him I knelt,
And looked into his eyes,
I got no great surprise
At what I then saw,
It comes to even poor.
Now I think back
To that lonely track
Over the hills,
And the memory kills
Any thought of hate.
And then that date
The 18th July
Can still make me cry!