i used to hate
for the day to end
at least the good or even
decent ones shared
i still find myself
unwilling, unable
to sleep till exhausted
looking for something
between the lines read
and pages flipped
how two days can
both eclipse each other
like paints bleeding together
am i looking for
a silver lining
between the incoherant color,
or even just a gray streak?
i used to hate
for the day to end
now i can only hope
the season will last
just long enough
to give me an evening
seeing you again
somewhere
Shadow
the long shadow is real, my friend.
They must have been special to haunt you in this manner..
A beautiful torture.
The gravity is defined by the permanence of the loss.
W.
Thank you, sir, both for your
Thank you, sir, both for your grasp and sympathies.
They were - are - very special, indeed. Such that the torment, itself, is a monument to just how much so.
I enjoyed this, the
I enjoyed this, the feeling conveyed perfectly. I wish you luck in your search, for the words ring true.
Thank you very much. I
Thank you very much. I appreciate the time you've given and the wishes. Who knows what time may hold. Perhaps the dandelion seed finds it's home.