At times I look to the stars And I remember you All the moments filled with joy All the things we loved to do … The ache isn’t so profound now Though it never quite goes away A dull pain I’ve learned to live with That I barely notice from day to day … In … More Letting go
As I walk this lonely road hurting and weary, but not defeated to take my place near the golden thrown at the feet where my Father is seated
years have gone by still your scent lingers Even now I feel you in the space between my fingers … your voice is the hint of a whisper softer than the gentlest breeze your touch is that of a phantom that brings me to my knees … the memories that I keep locked away, inside … More Phantoms
For weeks now I’ve been having the same dream. I don’t know where, but it’s always the same place, standing in front of a dark brown apartment door, #7303. There is nothing extraordinary or memorable about the door itself, it is very much a regular door.
When I told you that I loved you It was without conscious thought Now we must live with the heart break Those three little words brought