I found you again after three long months of silence.
As always.
You never told me you were coming.
That was you, you said.
As always.
The minutes stopped. Everything else faded away.
You gave me the best conversation. Even silence was bliss.
As always.
I thought I had already moved on.
Knowing that you will always be a dream.
I was wrong.
As always.
You are real. As before.
You stir me up. All the more.
A glimpse of heaven so beautiful.
Yet so momentary.
As always.
I took the risk.
You left me wounded.
I move on.
You were worth it.
As always.
Everyday I live my life knowing that somewhere in the world
There's you.
As always.
Monday, April 6, 2009
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
something very personal, yet so familiar --so painfully familiar..
ReplyDeletegood job.
this is beautiful. it's rawness is almost unbearable. :]
ReplyDelete