You could be happy ...

... is a song by Snow Patrol, introduced to me by someone who is pretty amazing and probably one of my favourite people on earth ... The sentiment expressed is painful but beautiful ... Sometimes, we do view past relationships through rose-tinted glasses, but the purified memories may just make the world a little more bearable ...

You could be happy and I won't know
But you weren't happy the day I watched you go

And all the things that I wished I had not said
Are played on loops 'till it's madness in my head

Is it too late to remind you how we were
But not our last days of silence, screaming, blur

Most of what I remember makes me sure
I should have stopped you from walking out the door

You could be happy, I hope you are
You made me happier than I'd been by far

Somehow everything I own smells of you
And for the tiniest moment it's all not true

Do the things that you always wanted to
Without me there to hold you back, don't think, just do

More than anything I want to see you go
Take a glorious bite out of the whole world

Why Lord?

Why Lord is there no-one?
No-one who cares.
The emptiness and bitterness
grow with passing years.

Why Lord can't I love?
Just anyone will do.
Someone who thinks I'm special.
Not only you.

Why Lord is there nothing?
Nothing to call mine.
Why Lord is there nowhere?
Nowhere to go.
Why Lord don't they want me?
Not even one.
Why Lord do they leave me?
Ever alone.

Will you go too, Lord?
Or were you ever there?
Created of necessity
to be someone to care.

... by Elizabeth Stewart is a poem about the darkness in our lives, when God is Deus absconditus, hidden from our searches ... Today, however, answers the last question asked ... Happy Easter ...