So what is left
of a broken soul?  
Just the empty shell of a man
who barely knows what
it means to exist.

We may not have been
each other's favorite chapter,
but I hope you can still smile when
you turn back the page to
where we began.

When people of
our past speak of us,
they speak of a person
they do not know anymore
and that no longer exists.

It came like a cloud
that appeared out of nowhere,
like an unexpected storm
upon my shores without warning.
One moment there was sun,
and the next,
darkness.

No matter how many  
obstacles life throws at me,
I will always love you,
and will fight such obstacles
to hold on to and cherish
the miracle that is you.

I want to feel what they feel,
and dream what they dream.
It must be nice to have a heart like that.
Sometimes I remember what it was like
to have that spark, the joy, the dreams,
the hunger for it all before
it was extinguished.

There are still stars
in the sky where you sed to twinkle.
Sometimes I am lucky to witness
a shooting star when we talk
but that is fleeting in an
otherwise dead sky.