Glimpse

Do you know how hard it is to go back to a glimpse when I used to have endless moments in which I could be in your presence. To kiss those lips. To explore my heart, it irritates me to know that I never got to take advantage. I never got to find out the purpose of my constant heart beat on direct contact with your skin. So now I live in glimpses some times I don't even get that. Mostly I live in a world void of feeling a world were just those simple glimpses are enough to reject all else. So by snapping a photograph I am snapping pictures of you in between glimpses. With each photo stored it eases the lonliness that I find I am now experiencing without you.