Sometimes I wander through the memories just to be a little closer
to you. Those times when there were no miles between you and I,
just a heart beat. The days that filled us with awe at the discovery
of how it should be.
When we whispered our love to each other, worried that if we spoke
too loudly the gods would hear and take it away. We laughed at
emotions running rampant thinking how childlike we were. These days
were meant for the young or was it the young at heart?
I often wonder now if we have stored enough memories to keep
us safe. Knowing that our time together has been limited to stolen
days when the world was silent. We can never forget that distance
can shatter dreams if they are not held precious to hearts kept apart.
Don't want any more farewells, for they always brought us back to
the reality of living afar. Goodbye is such a sad word that leaves a
heart yearning and a soul in disarray.
Now as I cross off dates on this lonely calendar, I wonder how many
more will it take before there is no more distance only a heart beat.
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Adding your comment:
Isn't that the way love usually goes, anyway? Best lines:
Beautifully bittersweet, superb take on the prompt
