I took a few stairs,
and turned to watch you close that door,
your gaze lingered and your eyes caught mine.
I felt the soul tear out of me.
I cannot believe it has been so long and that I survived.
That I now find my heart mending.
That you are slowly drifting away from my thoughts.
You are just a memory now, a little saddening,
but needed as just that.
So that I may give myself to him now.
He is not a replacement of what we had.
No, that could never be done.
Beauty needs no reason to exist,
I am just thankful to have had it at all.
I have loved and lost, but I always know I will love again.
Slowly I feel life falling into place,
one day I will know completely that I am there.
I hold his hand as he looks at me,
knowing that this moment and what I feel, is everything to me.
This moment has existed all my life, and I am finally here.
In different ways, my past runs through my veins,
sometimes I wish it wasn't so;
but the tragedies, like the grandeur brings all the future to me.
Without them I can go nowhere ahead.
So I take his hand and bring it to my heart,
these moments made ours are such blessed things.
I love him and all that he is and brings into my life.
You, running through me are aware of this,
I feel your burn fade and begin to let go of your hold on me,
and I embrace that freedom, for he is now my love.
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