Long Ago from Changes by John Ferullo

looks like she is looking at forever
Her eyes are staring just beyond my head
turns and says she’ll stay never
My heart is turned from helium to lead

smiles and says that she might miss me
And that she might call me from the road
She’ll write if she ever has the need to
Her breath is warm but the words come out so cold
Long ago I thought that I had won her
Far away I find that’s no longer so
Time heals all but the worst ones
Distance is a friend you’ll get to know

Was it something I’d do better
I ask myself time and time again
Read and re-read those letters
Looking for the soul behind the pen

She wrote from somewhere west of Memphis
On the way to somewhere just east of Oz
She found someone else ‘round last Christmas
She Thought she should tell me just because

I burned those letters and the next ones
burned some old photographs too
I took my mojo off the mantle
And put on my traveling shoes

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