Our Tale

Even now, despite the time that's gone by since you were mine, I find at quiet moments in my heart - that you never left me for in my heart there is no door thus, your memory locked inside me must reside. Though my heart I've tried to sway, and move on to a new day. I fail because my dreams I can't escape. Wherein betimes you come again, kindling fire from deep within, and I burn to touch your skin and see your face. But though I hold you for a time, the dream turns so to remind - that we cannot be together in this life. For the dream, it always fades and I watch you slip away, as I’m left to feel the pain, just like a knife. Then I wake and I wonder why though a thousand times I've cried, your wound, it never heals, there’s no reprieve. Perhaps written before time was a tale of you and I, such as to make the heavens weep upon its read. So, I guess I’ll read along, turn this into our love song. I’ll sing it every day until the end, and keep living life to yearn while I wait the dream's return holding hope that someday... it will never end.