You.
A force beyond my control.
Her.
Fated to enter my world.
When?
Life was already upside down.
Reason.
It was You who turned me upright now.
Yes.
So, this is how our life began.

One late summer night.
Two stars collide.
Luau in July.
Purple Palms.
Flamingo Cups filled to the brim.
I smoked a little too much.
Reality lost its touch.
They say that Dreams are made of this.
Who was I to disagree?
Unexplained emotions brewed.
Swirling questions upon questions.
Endless thoughts of You.
And your laughter.
Reminder of good vibrations.
Leaving me breathless.
Yet, you felt like fresh air.
It sounds crazy,
but I'm not crazy.
Usually so restless.
My entire being soothed.
Your presence.
My companion.

What I didn't know then
I understood now.
You were the more that meets the eye.
The calm to my aching core.
I wasn't supposed to be here.
This wasn't my scene.
But everything in life
has its reasons.
has purposeful meanings.
This was our season.
Our destined re-meeting.

You lit the Spark.
In my bonfire heart.
I was bare.
Fate don't care.
Whats meant will always be
And transparency had you
Seeing right through me
You rose me up.
While my layered walls
silently fell apart.
I was a complicated maze.
But, your kindness conformed me.
It was your eyes,
Those eyes that looked me over
After that,
I was completely swept under.


As if my life was at Stake.
I became more awake now.
For it was this one night.
That changed everything.
That truly changed me.
I walked away that night
More dazed then confused
Because deep down.
I think I always knew.
That this was that love.
The kind that's endless.
Once in a lifetime.
And, I thought to myself
That if forever should start today.
It had to be with You.

The way your hands hold mine
So warm
It spreads to my own chilled fingers
Bringing new life

The way you smile to me
So bright
It calms my hidden storm
Making me forget my cares

The way you made me happy
So indescribable
It was nothing I ever felt before
Sending me hope for another day with you

The way I hold your hands now
So cold
It isn’t like you at all
Making me wish that you didn’t leave me

There it was.
Fragmented. Almost Frozen. Shattered. Unrecognizable.
That beating pulse was still pumping strong as I stood stunned, staring, my eyes locked on this image lying on the cold cement floor of that subway station.
I bent over slowly to get my hands on this life source, swept the glass aside the blood stained ***** with my freshly manicured nails. Pulling the fist sized swelling instrument closer to my body that was dressed in prim attire. Slowly I straightened my spine to standing.
Shards of glass gashed my fingertips, spilling the matching color of my nail polish all over my pristine pumps.
Scrambling to dislodge the obstructions that aimed to cease the existence of this life piece.
My collared tucked shirt drenched in red, rolling down my pencil skirt and splashing to the gray surface below.
Still in oblivion as to how this was tossed from the speeding subway train through plate glass at full speed and landed at my feet.
Feeling the warmth from the struggling ticker, every emotion within my body came to life as if one large breath had been forcefully blown back into my lungs, all the vibrancy that dulled to near death became bold....and it dawned on me.
I unbuttoned my blouse.
Spread the flap of the shirt wide open.
Reached under the bones that held my ribcage together...to the hollow portion of my chest...I drew my hand back out...fell to my knees and wept...I had become so cold and automatic that not even I had known that I had been waking up daily without one.
I gripped that essential piece of existence and vowed to never do it wrong again, To listen, to follow and to love...carefully filling that gap in my chest and breathing sincere passion once again. I had found my way back to me.