It Was Just a Dream
Icy cold is the time we froze.
The world stood still in awe.
Icy cold is my heart you held.
Cupped in your hands,
My love, I trusted you…
Such passion seeped through the crimson ink
As we forged our love on paper.
The same fire burns in me yet.
But one day…
I will let it die.
We were in love, the world didn’t matter.
In fact-it didn’t exist.
But now you’ve gone. Left me here.
Cold. Broken. Alone.
And yet… I wait for you.
Perhaps my fear will bring you back?
Or shall I just say ‘I’m fine’?
Or maybe the dark will cover the truth.
Because thanks to me…
…You’re dead.
Your face fades in my memory.
Forgetting who you are.
Forgetting your beautiful eyes, from which I wiped your tears.
Forgetting your smile-it made me laugh.
Forgetting your kiss goodnight.
Forgetting your sweet, sweet voice…
Forgetting all we were.
And yet… I remember everything we shared.
And I’m sorry I made you turn to this.
I was selfish, and could not see
The desperation in your eyes.
Lord, forgive me!
You… you were my everything.
You were my life, my love, my all.
And now you’re gone,
I regret all I’ve done.
And… my love, I’m so very sorry.
But perhaps, my love, you’ll understand.
Just why I did what’s done.
Perhaps your up there watching me,
Wishing me good luck.
I close my eyes at night to dream.
Only to wake up on my own.
No one to wipe my tears,
To tell me I’ll be fine.
And yet…
When I settle down,
I swear I hear your voice.
Whispering ‘I love you, Will.’
As your fingers caress my cheek.
But again…just like before…
…It was just…
… A dream.
Copyright © Olivia Murray | Year Posted 2009
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