A Tale Of Heartache

Sitting on the porch one day,
I let my mind wander and drift away.
To a world of enchantment and magic I went.
Waiting for a message that would never be sent.
The time would come when I had to return
and face the heartache that continued to burn.
I walked inside, reminded you weren't there.
Wanting some relief, I turned to the stair.
Walking up once more, again without you,
the children were laughing alone in their room.
I went to my bedroom laying down for some sleep,
not noticing that suddenly, there wasn't a peep.
I then heard their screams and jumped back out of bed,
rushing to help them, I couldn't believe what they said.
"We're so glad to see you!" and "What took you so long?"
The answer was beautiful like a long-forgotten song,
but so unexpected I was frightened and torn.
The voice I had begged for and cried over, forlorn.
He was standing before me. The same one who'd left.
I'd gotten the call. There was no chance. He was taken. It was theft.
Yet there he stood. I couldn't understand.
The man I'd loved, the only one ever,
was holding his children, staring at their mother.
"I'm sorry." He said. "I wanted to tell you.
But the rules were clear, they had to misguide you."
They'd staged his death. They'd fed me the lies.
Torturing me slowly, killing me inside.
There he was. With that same gorgeous smile.
It didn't matter I hadn't seen him in a long while.
My heart overflowed. I was dizzy with the intake.
My eyes filled with tears. It had to be a mistake.
But he wrapped his arms around me and I never felt so safe.
The comfort I had longed for was found in his embrace.
I let it go. I couldn't help it. I didn't want to think.
I couldn't bare the thought of remembering.
I took it all in:
me, him, them.
The time didn't matter. The clocks just stopped.
We sat there together till our heads dropped.
And there we slept. All together as one.
The first time in ages where nothing was coming undone...