Loving a Tornado

I know that I’ve always loved you more then you loved me.
To have a woman like you was worth it.

I worked long and hard to make you a home
and gave you all the things you dreamed.

I thought if I was extra good and gave you everything
you would at least stay with me.

But, something within you was unsettled
and I could not satisfy the fire that burned through you.

You whirled away out of control leaving a path
of devastation in your wake.

I began to realize you were never the woman I loved.
Nothing I could do would help you, no one can love a tornado.

I know you loved me with all the love you could give,
for I am the only one you left intact.

You left others desecrated, crying in despair, burned the bridges
of family and friends and lost yourself completely over time.

Once in a while I would get a call in the night. Your voice trying to reach
back to the good days, but I had moved on finding love again


You became a shell of your former self unable to give
or take love. You faded before your time.

Only the ghost of your memory whirls wild deep in the depths of my heart.
Deep within my tender soul.