Defensive barriers up. No more hurt. Please.
Then, armor overcome. Heart arrow-pierced.
Love at first sight, so quickly yielded.
Memories forever carved into the heart.
Love. Waiting, scheming, dreaming. For what?
To forever remember, to make promises? To whom, now?
Meanwhile, some hurting left to do.
Life no longer owned, yet no one else’s. Heart held hostage.
Separation. Sleepless nights.
No more smiles. No more laughter. No more softness.
No way to make her come back…..why did she go?
No longer playing her favorite notes, soul no longer singing, candle barely flickering.
Her candle. The light back to her heart, she said.
Promises to meet in the stars. The stars?
One more day, one more empty mailbox.
Meanwhile, some hurting left to do.
∞ ∞
Today, what matters is to be present. That is what the soul requires. It is not logical or driven by positive-thinking. It just wants love, and damned the consequences. That is what really matters.
Rich