I STILL HAVE YOUR LETTER by Dire Francis
I still have your letter,
which you gave me last summer,
I still watch over it as I move on,
You may no longer be mine but I still kept it,
Guarding it like a jealous lover.
I still have your letter,
The words are getting blur,
But I could still read your last sentence,
Where you use the word “forevermore, ”
It’s funny how forever never came.
I still have your letter,
Mum told me that I’m stupid to still keep it,
She doesn’t understand,
I fell in love with the words on the paper,
Before falling in love with you.
I still have your letter,
It’s winter now, yet it’s safely hidden in my heart,
Imprisoned in my heart for moments lost,
I still have your letter,
Even though it’s old and grey.
I still have your letter,
It’s in my heart as I walk the aisle,
It’s in my heart as I said I do to someone else,
It’s in my heart when he tried to kiss me,
But your lips on mine is all I see.
I still have your letter,
When the new stranger got on me,
He tore my clothes when I said I was scared,
I still have your letter,
Because you promised it was just going to be you and I.
I still have your letter,
It’s in my heart as I cradle my child,
I tell her about the letter sometimes,
Watching her giggle, maybe to a love that never was,
Maybe she might be lucky to have hers.
I still have your letter,
It’s in my heart as I go to the theatre,
It’s there unbelieving of the doctor’s reports,
Mia is smiling and asking me about the letter,
She asked if you will ever come back.
I still have your letter,
It’s with me now at my funeral,
I told Mia to bury me with the letter,
I still have your letter,
And I’ll be with it forever.
© Dire Francis
