Second Chances....

Second Chances... 

She sits in the same corner booth each Saturday
Drinks her coffee black and never looks his way
He can tell today she is trying not to break
She looks at the waitress with a smile that seems strained
He watches her while she writes and can see
Although tears fill her eyes she's trying to break free

The way the sun spills on her face…
He wonders if she knows he's in this place
She's beautiful and he longs to keep her safe
Give her his heart, he knows no other way
He longs for her to recognize his eyes
When her tears fall, his heart starts to cry

She picks up her coffee and closes her eyes
He can tell that her soul has started to sigh
She leans her head back and he sees her smile
He wonders if she can tell that he's nearby
He'd give anything to hold her hand one more time
To hear her say everything will be fine…

It's been years since he's been around
But she can still remember the sound
Of his voice calling her to come down
The feel of his hand in hers, the love that they found
She leans her head back and she starts to smile
She longed to see him just for awhile

The waitress stopped by to give her the check
He wondered how much time he had left
He was catching a plane to head out west
He checked his watch; it was quarter to ten
He cried out, gained strength in his soul
He wouldn't let her leave without letting her know

She gathered her bags and checked her phone
She had one hour before she had to go
She cried out, gained strength in her soul
She didn't want to leave here without letting him know
She sighed and told herself she did her best
Now it was up to God to do the rest…



AND I GOT WRITERS BLOCK….but maybe this is how it ends….we don't know if they meet that day in the coffee shop. 

Hmmmmmmm this could be how it was meant to be….

Who knows...maybe I will revisit this and finish it. ;)