Friday, March 18, 2011
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Even though we are just silhouettes,
Shadows of what we once were,
We shared our scars, our memories,
Our triumphs, our failures, our sorrows
And our joys.
We connected the dots,
Created a sail boat,
Plotted a course and went for the horizon.
I sit here now, on the shore of the unconscious
Sand under each nail
Driving into the sign of this new home,
Dreaming about the moments we shared
And the plans we had for each other.
It was your eyes
Elegant and brave like the rising sea,
It was your smile warming as the sun
Your patience that made the sand and the shore
And your love that sparked the heart of man.
It is here
in my lonely solitude
That I wonder what life would be.
"It hurts more to be creating happiness than it does to watch it from the side lines." - Authors note 48