I am terrified.
Cold brushes through the grasses
The hair on my arm stands up
myself collapses
I sink in the pond near my house
I sat there when I was a child and day dreamed
Today, I miss my love
He is gone, an angel now he is.
I just imagine sinking into the pond...
Collapsing to shreds in the thorns in the brush by the pond.
Falling in to the moss, becoming the damp.
I am aching.
Cold brushes through the grass
The hair on my head frizzes,
And I feel your warm touch, for a moment in time.
It's gone, it's cold, a ghost tormenting me
In my room, in my bed.
A ghost tormenting me
By the pond,
Where we sat and fingered out lunch
Where we sat talking, drinking alcoholic punch
Where we sat and dreamed of our future, talked of the past.
One day you were here,
Too soon, you had collapsed
Into the past, like my ghost in the pond...
I collapsed in the pond, when you left.
