Confusing are the emotions,
and quite troubling indeed,
as I question the feelings
that fail to release.
The desire to share
in all we say and do,
goodnight and good morning
as I wake up next to you.
Might be foolishness
to want what's in a dream,
or down right ignorance
as I hold on to your memory.
I thought about my grandmother
and all the time's she said goodbye
to those she loved dearly that
were no longer by her side.
I never imagined
the experience of time,
would find me in that place
where sorrow meets goodbye.
The world and all its negativity
weighs heavily on the soul,
that is why I gaze to the heavens
to free the troubling hold.
This love is quite different
than anyone could no,
as it was seeded in my heart
and it continues to grow.
The tears upon my pillow
are for all that will not be,
as I go about daydreaming
of what you mean to me.
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