(2013)
#HeartacheLife #Love
Autumn sneaks in preceding dormancy Leaves take on new beauty with nothing left in them but a fa… Individually insignificant
Everyday I visit the only writers block I know to hone my words and wit and help them cut deeper into the skin
I have whispered your name into the air so many times it has become the breeze that blows
I see no joyous rebirth in spring for autumn will bring another death I see no joyous rebirth
I’ve kept my eyes closed most of these past eighteen years because I find it just as dark
I awoke in the dark next to you and more alone than ever I was amazed to hear your heart beating from
I see words screaming for attention etched in the lines of your face Let me look closer
Everyday I lived out a song written just for you But you could
To put it simply each beat of your heart is a gift that I receive with the anticipation of a child at christmas
You were the wind beneath my wings but I was Icarus so all I did
Hope in another form but no fewer letters and I’ve been hoping for these past eight years so I’ll just keep on
I would write a sweet poem and title it with your name if I loved you at all
The road is long and winding like nothing you can imagine Too many off ramps to count but too few in hindsight
I grew up in a house built in 1937 long before codes and regulations and sometimes
Loving you was never sweet like the taste of vanilla the way I thought it was supposed to be It was more like