I found this when sifting through my old MySpace blogs. This is from over a year ago and it's so weird to read it now and think about how important it all seemed and how much I really felt the things I had written. Now it's almost as if it all happened to someone else, as if I'd only read about it in a book.
Thursday, July 07, 2005
A Lonely Tear
I breathe your name into the northerly winds,
and though the sound is stolen from my lips,
I fret not.
For I know that same wind
will caress your very face this night as you lie out under the stars,
contemplating your escape.
And so my heart will reach out to yours
in those shared stars
and in that northerly wind,
and when a lonely tear falls from your eye,
it will be my hand that brushes it away
and my voice that calms your torrential emotions.
For I am yours and you are mine.
And though it may appear
we have been ripped apart,
the truth of our souls shall disprove it.
We are one in the very core of our beings.
One will never exist without the other.
So it has been since before time first ticked,
and so it shall be until all things are ended.
And so it shall be.
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