So I sit in this apartment
All alone
Wondering if you are ever
Coming home
You see the waiting and the loneliness
Are driving my heart to distress
I need your touch your sweet caress
On me

Living this way is wearing
On my soul
Everywhere I look I see
You in the corner of my eye
And I turn my head to see you
But you're not there
And it's killing me inside.......
Killing me inside......

We are our own
Little world
We have our own language
And we get each other

No one else can
See the inner sanctum
That is yours and mine
To share
Between us

I can't
Live without your love
And I can't
Live without your love
And I can't
Live without your presence
I can't
Live without your smile
And I can't
Live without your tears
And I can't
Live without the knowledge
That one day we will
Be together

In eternity.......

roofless, riding
open air
skirts float up, same with hair
silver rolling dollar sign
loving legs
tanned and crossed

Everybody has questions.
Sometimes, our questions have questions.
Questions that haunt us;
questions that rid us of our sleep.
And we are all seeking for answers;
that little jigsaw puzzle piece
that completes the whole picture.
Some can easily be found;
others can take years, even ages.
And there are some that cannot be found at all.
That does not mean those answers were lost.
Sometimes, you are better off not finding it.
Maybe, you are not ready for it just yet.
Or maybe, just maybe; the answer is
right there in front of you.
But you choose not to see it;
because it is not the answer that you want.

I'm still here.
Patiently waiting.
Tapping my foot.

I'm still here.
Where you left me.
Worrying.

I'm still here.
Wiping my tears.
You aren't coming back.

I think I'll go now.
Turn off into the snow.
Let it over take me.

I'm gone now.
The tree is bare.
The wind has stopped.

I'm long gone now.
The tree has budding leafs.
And I'm gone.

**Gone into the wind.