I wish I was sleeping,
I wish that I was dreaming.
All I ever wanted was peace and true love.
All I ever needed was a warm embrace.
And in that moment, he could not even give me that.
Slowly, I walked away.
Holding my heart in my hands as I left.
I had been holding it out to him,
As an offering of my life,
My devotion.
Now I was swallowing back the tears,
Holding in the pain.
Gaurding my heart.
I no longer felt the peace.
If only I was dreaming...
If only I could pinch myself and wake up.
Then, maybe it wouldn't hurt so bad.
Maybe, it would just be figment of my imagination...
An elaborate thought dancing in my mind.
But now, I don't think that is the case.
I believe that this is what despair is.
I know that this is what it feels like.
I have felt it before.
In the past, my resilliance has kept me afloat.
And again, I am sure that it will.
Still it must be said that my heart is wounded;
Bleeding, painful, and bruised.
Wake up, I wish to myself, wake up.
Then, as it were this dream...
I saw him, from a long distance off.
He was walking towards me.
His gaze focused on me.
With a change in his pace, he seemed to almost run to me.
I stood frozen..could this be?
Him, returning to me?
Had he thought about it, and realized I was worth it after all?
He began to bring his arms up, ready to embrace me.
I began to smile, feeling the warmth from his eyes.
He reached me and all at once place his hand around my waist.
He kept repeating , "Never again, never again...".
He began to kiss me and said he was sorry for being such a fool.
That never again would we lose each other.
Never again would we be alone.
His embrace is all I ever needed.
Now I hope that I never wake up!
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
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