posted on Nov, 1 2012 @ 01:04 PM
Once there was a smile, a glance of acceptance over flaws now there is longing for the lost embrace, the laughter, a knowing joy the anticipation of
connection. Now there is the cold damp wind of reality which was held off with all manor of futile distractions.
Once there was a field, a place of clandestine rendezvous to steal a moment in time. It was ours before there were others when one plus one equaled
one. The intrusive crushing realization that all is broken and dances. Cool Jeweled evenings of our past play like reruns on a broken screen of
Once there was understanding and willingness now the image in the mirror is unknown and unrecognizable even to ourselves. Lost and alone in a forest
of friends. There is a whisper. 'You are not truly alone' Somewhere in time it has begun all over again.
Do you remember me?