CHAPTER ELEVEN
The moment that beauty broke open
And poured out despair
The moment I learned the cost of joy
Was greater than I could bear
Her eyes never spoke to me again,
Not the way they had always been
When years were few
And wisdom was a horizon unseen
I spoke words without knowing
Like daggers they went,
Piercing the heart of the innocent
She was the innocent
Only now in life’s rearview mirror
Can I see the scars she bears
When a U-turn seems too little too late
I beg forgiveness and cry into her hair
I’m here, sweet angel
I’ve got a shoulder where you can cry
My love for you’s forever
Just please don’t ask me why
I left you
—Sean Amity