You're there, in the distance ahead of me, like you've always been. The sun shines in your hair and reminds me that you're mine, and no one else's, no matter what happens. We speak for a time at such a distance we can't understand each other. Sometimes I think I understand you, and I reply, but the words get muddled up.
So you fade out. The wind picks me back up and it sets me back on my path. You're still there. The sun still shines in your hair. But once again you've left my shores and gone on your own journey. It's been ages since we've held each other and still the blink of an eye. We've changed. We've cried.
The petals at my feet cry.
 Crimsonkirie · Mon Jul 26, 2010 @ 10:36pm · 0 Comments |
