Port Albany, Western Australia
The day I met him, he meant nothing to me,
All the things he did, I just didn’t want to see,
Many days passed and the tables were turned,
As the trouble I was in, was quickly learned,
My strength forgotten, my pride was torn,
Sorrows had risen, my body was worn,
Nearing the end, holding my last piece of hope,
Entering the room, I wondered if I’d cope,
He seemed like an angel, looking ahead,
And not long after, I was sharing his bed,
The guilt was strong, my fear was great,
Had this rescue maybe come too late?
As time passed, we both shed our skin,
We opened our hearts, and I’d let him in,
Through troubled times our love did grow,
He touched my soul, as his tears would flow,
I tried to warn him, that my body was sick,
And still it hit him with a thunderous kick,
Many years later, our lives were entwined,
When I was ill, he was ever so kind,
Where did it go? Had our love disappeared?
The day he walked out, my heart had been speared,
It tore me in two, he wouldn’t look in my eyes,
Why did he keep telling me all of these lies?
What had I done, was it really this bad?
Did everything in life, have to make me so sad?
Would he ever come back? Would he find in his heart?
The love that we had, way back at the start,
As I sit here alone, counting the days,
I find myself wanting him, in so many ways,
I’m scared to move on, from fear of forgetting,
I sit and think, what a joke my life’s getting,
If this is the end, I really don’t know,
Whereabouts my tortured soul will go,
If anyone asks, where the real me is hidden,
I’ll tell them I’m lost, ’til the day I’m forgiven,
There is only one person, that ever will see,
What really is hiding, inside the real me,
Forever his name will be etched in my heart,
And from the name ‘Callum’, I never will part.