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(Verse 1)
In the silence of the night, shadows dance,
Echoes of your laughter, lost in a trance.
Ever since you left, I've been chasing the tide,
A ghost in my own life, with nowhere to hide.

(Pre-Chorus)
Memories linger, haunting my soul,
A love once whole, now takes its toll.
The emptiness grows, a void so wide,
In the wreckage of our love, I now reside.

(Chorus)
Ever since you left, I have been dead inside,
Wandering through the echoes, nowhere to hide.
Spent my time since just waiting to die,
A broken heart's rainbow in a tear-stained sky.

(Verse 2)
The city lights flicker, but I'm in the dark,
Lost in the ruins, where we made our mark.
The promises we made, now shattered like glass,
I'm drowning in the remnants of a love that didn't last.

(Pre-Chorus)
Memories linger, haunting my soul,
A love once whole, now takes its toll.
The emptiness grows, a void so wide,
In the wreckage of our love, I now reside.

(Chorus)
Ever since you left, I have been dead inside,
Wandering through the echoes, nowhere to hide.
Spent my time since just waiting to die,
A broken heart's rainbow in a tear-stained sky.

(Bridge)
I'm a prisoner of time, in this loveless cell,
The toll of your absence my tale to tell.
But deep within the ruins, a spark remains,
A glimmer of hope in the midst of the pains.

(Verse 3)
Through the echoes of despair, a phoenix might rise,
From the ashes of heartbreak, new strength lies.
I'll rewrite the story, break these chains,
Find the strength to live, despite the rains.

(Chorus)
Ever since you left, I have been dead inside,
Wandering through the echoes, nowhere to hide.
Spent my time since just waiting to die,
But I'll rise from the ashes, to a new sky.

Give me all the potion, I just want your infection.
When I'm hurt I want, to heal
By looking at your face, absorbing your reflection;
Live in it like a shadow, feel


What comfort within your soul awaits
Ofcourse from kissing, from a tender embrace
The warmth emanation, internal vibrate,
The smile upon your face!


A memory for all my days
What I want to keep;
Who I want to see, a sight that never fades
Unforgettable, forever deep!


A presence, but one alone
An attachment to make complete
The inadequacy of my own
The most everything and the least.

It’d been years since Grandma died and our family was totally engrossed

in a conversation remembering her…and the things we missed the most.

Her smile was mentioned often…her laughter…how she was always the first to share,

the hugs she so freely gave…the aroma of cookies in the air.

Then our attention turned to Grandpa…who smile and with a wave of his hand

Said, “Yes, I miss all those things too…but I mostly miss our AND.”

"It’s hard to describe the feeling.” he said. “I imagine one day you’ll understand 

but in all the years we were together we were connected by our AND.”

“After we were married…which now seems so long ago…

we were called Joe and Sarah…sometimes Sarah and Joe.”

“And when we started our family…the two of us were glad…

to add to Sarah and Joe…our new names…Mom and Dad.”

“Next we were called Grandma and Grandpa…when you grandchildren came along.

names your grandma loved to say were the words to her favorite song.”

A tear dropped on to Grandpa’s cheek…which he wiped away with his hand…

“Yes of all the things I miss about your grandma.” He smiled.

“I mostly miss our AND."

Don’t you love it in life anytime you discover a fairy tale has come true?

This couple met and fell in love when they were only 22.

Their wedding vows were identical…

They looked into each other’s eyes and said, “I promise you…

“You will never find another person who will love you like I do.”

There is a confidence gained in love when you know right from the start

someone will be there to break your fall…and will never break your heart.

Through all their ups and downs in life

they found comfort in that promise made when they were 22:

“You will never find another person who will love you like I do.”

And it’s beautiful how that promise stayed young…

the older and older they grew:

“You will never find another person who will love you like I do.” 

And beautiful when one of their lives was ending…

as one hand into the other hand slid…

how they smiled then whispered softly to each other:

“No one ever loved me like you did.”

Today I’m thankful for words of love

Love is a feeling many a poet has tried to express…

but, for today at least,

I like to think… 

Elizabeth Barrett Browning said it best:

You know in your heart your love is true…

When you can say

“I love you not only for what you are

but for what I am when I’m with you.”

How do we justify…how do we cope…how do we keep going every day

into a world that is full of turmoil…a world in bedlam…filled with dismay?

When I think love is losing its never-ending battle with hate…

when I begin to wonder in my heart and in my mind…if…it is too late… 

I return to three little words…which encourage me more and more

three words even hatred, bigotry and prejudice find it difficult to ignore.

As words of hate are so readily accepted, easily picked up…and hurled…

I remember how the words ‘I LOVE YOU’ have the power to change the world

Think about it:

“Hello, I LOVE YOU at the the moment of our birth…

are the first words we hear once our eyes have opened on this Earth.

“Goodbye, I LOVE YOU…we hear how these words rhyme

whispered in our ear…before we close our eyes for one last time.

Which makes me wonder…

If I LOVE YOU are the first and last words we hear…

How many I LOVE YOUS in our lifetime have we amassed….

How many I LOVE YOUS fill those moments between the first one and the last?

Yes, it fills my heart with joy

every time I look around and think this world is in a terrible state…

to remember the first and the last words we ever hear…

are words or LOVE…

not hate.

This old couple was sitting around one evening…

one of those evenings time was moving slow…

when they decided to peruse some photos they’d taken…while playing in the snow.

They were smiling…laughing…enjoying the memories of those moments 

until his heart began to soar…

when he saw something in a photo of himself…he hadn’t seen before.

He paused…then with his fingers on his I-Phone 

enlarged that photo to twice its size…

“Look at this photo! He said to his wife. “Look into my eyes.”

“This is not just a photo of me.” He said 

“Look close…analyze…

Can you see how you are there reflected in my eyes?”

“Oh that’s just your new glasses.” She said with humorous affection.

“From the angle I took the photo…I was caught in their reflection.”

“Oh, I think it’s much more than that.” The old man said

his words catching her by surprise.

“This photo captures how you are always in my heart…

always reflected in my eyes.”

Next he smiled, raised his hands…removed his glasses…and then….

He said, “Just to prove my point…look into my eyes again.”

Today I’m thankful for two of the greatest gifts

our creators chose to bestow upon each human family member… 

The first 

is our ability to love….

The second…

our ability to remember.

They try to make you what is no more loved.
Without me tiring I'm involved in this;
My friend, appendage, the beloved you touched
Myself even when you're unsolved, amiss.




Only is there my love, no perfection,
Offence to those that find me to be so.
No one must be my judge, my perception
Is nothing that you must keep or know.
In that is me and I in this, no one,
In silence must not be your truth or lie
Being heard or not, that duty I get done;
'Must keep you living, I must not let you die!