Thursday, July 1, 2010
and I am left to wonder
why it all turned out this way.
I find no answers, only questions,
as I gaze up at the sky, remembering.
You were real, and you were warm;
your arms were my safe harbor.
Then I turned and you were gone
though you never said goodbye.
The silence echoes still; the night is trembling.
Posted by Kindred Spirit at 10:56 PM