Kavanagh made me think of you!
I hate to say it but I rarely have thoughts of you…
I regretted your end, so much was left unsaid…
Barely a day would pass where love and peace could remain intact.
The slightest touch of one of your many raw nerves started a flare.
Should it have always been that way?
Hurt and anger should never be left.
Words spoken freely can soothe our troubled minds.
We should never be left in limbo, embracing if and whys…
My thoughts should be of you; in plenty and not so few!