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I can still see your face even though we said our last goodbyes over the phone.  I remember how hard it was to be alone because when love left me the first time I failed to notice how much of me went with it.



You allowed me to share the light from your love with a smile that could outshine 1000 candles.  I just couldn't handle the glare so it seemed as if I didn't care by the sudden motion of my turning away.



Please stay! Please stay!  I used to say to you when it was time to go home.  I remembered how hard it was to be alone and despite the fact that I had grown a little spiritually, it took alot out of you to be my shoulder to cry on.



When the lights in your heart started to flicker I should've responded quicker to your cries for help.  I could only think of myself and on my face like it had always shown I was still afraid to be alone.



So once again there I was sitting in the dark with the fuzz of my own chin to shave and wallow in.  I wasn't alright because I played Brian McKnight until my plight was unbearable and any room I was in was just about unbearable.  I sat and waited by the phone afraid as hell to be...alone.



The phone never rang.  It never made a single sound and as I began to pound my fist into the ground I realized that my eyes were sealed so tight that there was no way for me to see your light.  I went into a long period of introspection in order to try and make a connection to my soul for direction.  My reflection led me to a path that would help me find the blueprint to re-inventing our love and my mind.



The sweet song of spirituality sang to me through the leaves of a weeping willow tree for now i could see and now I was ready to be the beach to your sea.  But for me you had stopped looking.



It shook me to know how exactly beautiful your glow compared favorably to the sun and I remembered it was that glow that convinced me that you were the "one."  So now I sit on the side of the setting sun and cry because I know you are gone and I will never never again have to re-member what it is like to be a-lone.