Chasing Dreams - Collecting Dust

Chasing dreams throughout the years….

I stumble across your photo in the piles of the past collecting dust.

The sunset reflection in our hair the slight smile,

 slivers of happiness on our faces combines the pain that's around our eyes.

I still yearn for the great love that flowed between us.

I never will forget the little moments that we shared, for a second you were the other half of me.

Can you still taste me on your lips?

Can you still feel me in your arms?

Was there ever a place for me in your life?

I willingly gave you every drop of energy and love I had.

I was dreaming that maybe one day you would return the love back to me.

Days, months, years have gone by yet,

I still remember how it felt to hold your hand, and how my heart would skip beats when I would stare into the depths of your eyes.

The yearning, the emptiness, the hollowness.

I breathe in oxygen every day but yet I still your smell your skin

I still year to feel a little beady drops of sweat between our bodies.

You marked me with these scars that have yet to heal.

I'm still chasing dreams throughout all of these years.

My dreams are collecting dust.

The light reflection in your hair, I long to see the slight slivers of happiness on our faces again.

Laying in my bed I remember the feelings of peace and contentment.

I pray that thru the distance, space, time and worlds between us you will feel me once again in the beat of your heart.

Lover return to me for there is no other place shall call my home.

“Chasing Dreams – Collecting Dust”

June 5, 14 ©CrislynSand

  

March 11, 2014: 2:08am

March 11, 2014: 2:08am

Thru the dark cold nights we wait.
Counting the months, weeks, days, and hours that we get to share together in love in life together.
We have stood thru time loving eachother, it is painful and difficult to let go of you.
You have been my friend, my lover, my partner, my husband, and father to my two wonderful children.
We have built this life together and I am feeling sad because I do not want to let you go.
Even though you have lived almost 80 years of life and have seen so much the time has not be enough for me.
I love you, I've dedicated my life to us. I've been angry and frustrated with the circumstances that have led us to this moment and when I wake up in the middle of the night and hear you cry out help help, I sometimes wish the cries of help would stop. Then I feel selfish because I know that if the cries stop it means that we have run out of time. The clock has stopped.

I will love you thru the end, even when it is difficult. I am hear and I will hold your hand and watch the angel come And spread it's wings over you and hold you in the light of love for the eternal flame that beats and the last breath you take. I will be that witness for you, if you want to go you can. I release you, we will remember you. We love you.