Dear Henry, we’ve been together for such a long time. But lately it seems the distance between, is overcome by the miles. You told me that you would always be there, to catch my tears. It’s breaking my heart to see the tears fall, sometimes an endless rain. You said you would be there; always, forever. But there’s a hole, my heart sees through; what seems to be a bucket, of empty promises. Oh Henry, your love was so sweet; caramel, I so enjoyed the softer side. But it seems I’m the one a bit nutty, did I truly bite off; more than I could chew? Was the sweetness you have shown, just chocolate covered lies? Oh Henry, you’re still my candy love; say it isn’t so!
Dear Liza, I’m still nuts, crazy; my heart is still sweet on you. Yes, I did promise; that I would never let your tears fall. Liza, you know that I’ve done my best; to catch your every tear. But the years, the distractions; the toll… on the highway; it has cost us so much. Forgive me, I didn’t realize; there’s a hole in the bucket, dear Liza. For me, it’s not about the hole; but the bucket… list of things, I have to accomplish. But I can fix this, my job is to fix… things. Oh, I still believe; that I‘m a mister fix it. Liza, don’t think that I’m just a handy man; your honey do… list, never ends. Liza, I absolutely know I can fix the hole; in your heart… too. But the question is this, dear Liza; can I fix the bucket, “before the next teardrop falls?”
Then fix it, dear Henry; dear Henry, then please fix this. Liza I’ve tried, so many times to fix it; but they were just band-aid fixes. I didn’t realize, you would shed so many tears; why does it rain so much? I realize now, a band-aid doesn’t stop a bleeding heart. The moments I think all is well, done; another hole. The miles, oh the list; I’m overcome, because you think it’s just another… drop in the bucket. Henry, what you need is a straw. Yes, Henry, this is absolutely the last straw. It’s time for you to cut the straw… man, out of the equation; no more excuses? But Liza, loving you; has never been a dull moment. That last cut, was the deepest; ouch, that hurts. So herein lies the dilemma; the conundrum. If I sharpen the knife, just so I can have peace; of the last straw. Dear Liza, it troubles me; to see the tears fall, the endless rain. Your tender love, still moves my heart!
My dear Liza, the fix is in… the details; me loving you, you loving me. Oh Liza, loving you; not part of the bucket… list of things. Your love takes priority; the well being, of your heart and soul. All I’ve ever needed, it’s always been the love; of my sweet candy girl. I will build up your heart, with unwavering love. My heart is truly committed, to catch every bit of your love. Especially when the holes, the tears that falls; are from brokenness. Liza, your love is the thing I’ve always used; to plug the leaky holes, within my heart. So, until the day comes, when I finally kick the bucket; out of sheer frustration, still missing the mark. I’m a man that can sometimes struggle, to fix all the holes. But I pledge, my heart will be forever yours. To have, to hold; to catch every tear. Until our end, becomes forevermore. To tell the TRUTH, is to first be honest; with your own heart. Honest, I do; do love you. My dear Liza, your love makes my heart whole; undying, will forever be my love. Oh Henry, your warm caramel love; still the sweetest!
It’s a bit long, but there you have it; I hope you all enjoyed this infusion. Two things I enjoyed in my childhood; the story of Henry and Liza, and the Oh Henry chocolate bar. It also infused with the Quote Me word; TRUTH. Fun fact; Henry, could have been my last name; it’s my mother’s family name. She chose to give me my father’s family name, even though they never had a relationship. Have a blessed weekend everyone!
A Love Story! 
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