4.9.14 - 4.9.14
Under the thinning roof of maybe's and too many unwritten promises of never ever, I miss you and I will miss you.
In silence, we kiss the distant places & put together the laughter, and the bucket of tears. We're hooked. We're chained. And we indulge in our ageless pains. We master our gift of never forgetting, and of always trying to remember. And all I could feel, is your smile. When you see me, and watch me and know that I am happy. And the depth of your breath, the sigh of hope and the lightness of your fear when I was in despair. Yes, we're not on the same road. We're wishing on different stars. And we are never going to be the same. But if this is where we stop dreaming our old dreams, then let's go back to sleep. Now and ever.