The days grow longer and I see more sunlight shining in my windows, I listen to music and I am aware youre not here. My mind asks a general why, avoiding the more complex answers. I find myself holding me breath, hoping to see you coming out of the swhoer, or waking from a nap. maybe simply coming home from work, a walk, shopping, or......life. Funny considering we were never there. Today I have thought so much about touching you, and being wrapped up in the us, that was good. We danced and danced.....never with enough time to let the other bloom. Our curse.
I have shed more tears these past few days, than I care to admit. I count the months since I was touched. How many more will I endure, I dont know how to count that high. Our curse.
Closing my eyes, I breath to the bottom of my lungs, and Im aware the stretch is deep within me, and I hope you know the same peace. Because we may never get to share these moments forever Our curse...
We shine in the world in our own ways, some times my star outshines yours, and yours at times outshines mine. I cant wait for the day we are one. Until that time happens...time is our curse.
For my par amour, from Australia