The last few nights
You've been in my dreams
You were my protector
Or so it seemed
In real life and all reality
Me you did demean
Your love is a tragity
The truth has hit like gravity
You are the man of many dreams
Unfortunately you and me can not be
It is written in the stars
This is not our destiny
i've lived 10,000 lifetimes to cross your path again
yet in this life we do not belong together
and so i'll wait 10,000 more
Balance, once forthcoming
Now heavy feet wobble
in the wake of fleeting certainty
crunched and battered-
Sifting about, once a wonder
dried, victim of Winter
Cracked, withered concrete
foundation chipped away-
Paint rolled over in submission
having past years to pay
Stone left to shame
smothered by the vandals-
Cruelty primped and perfected
pitying eyes serving no justice
Free fall, bound by distrust
unprecedented in the past-
Loosely sleeved history repeats
snuffing this connection all at once
My family has never been a close one. Slowly, we disappear from each other's lives.
Gone- forgetting us, along with our past.
Hear the call of a lonely heart that knows that love is blind.
Seek for me as I seek for you and perhaps some day we'll find.
Every day you are a world away and are hidden from my sight.
Yet still my heart does cry to you for some comfort day and night.
A world made much more sad and lonely than it even was before.
Lost by distance of uncertain times, greater than some far off shore.
The sound of two hearts calling as they share a dreamers beat.
Never really knowing, yet but hoping, that they will one day meet.
Tears are words that my heart can not speak
The pain felt are the cracks of my heartbreak not seen
Years later and everyday they feel fresh to me as a sunrise not shared
2 years and 4 months ago after three years she told me to pick my things up never to be seen again, I loved her girls like I love my own boys 2 each we have. I shared parts of my life none knows about she shared her secrets too. we read, laughed, cried, and grew together I shared some her toughest moments, when her dog died on mothers day. Made special things for Grace so she could be the coolest preteen on Halloween. Then just like that and suddenly its was done.
An empty big house
Distant family members
of hellos, how are yous and goodbyes
Secret chambers and locked hearts
Who are we when we’re apart?
Masks and disguises all the time
Souls Stuck in an extinct past
Where does happiness exist in all of that?
I can’t help but wonder
If our lives were any different
Who would we be, who would we have become?
The silence is loud, pressing against tired ears.
Words waver and hesitate, caught between bated breaths.
I feel the glassy surface between us growing and reach out a hand
But just like the sounds, it slips away.