The Moon Is Ours

As the rain gently falls and the world grows dark, I am engulfed with memories that shelter my heart. Memories so real, their pain so true, I close my eyes and I am there with you. The way that we laughed, the life that we shared, when the scent of forever filled the air. With hearts on our sleeves, to each other we held, there was nothing more sacred than the way we felt. Each kiss, each touch left a yearning desire, in your eyes, there raged an endless fire. A fire that burned solely for us, a lifetime together still wasn't enough. With head held low in trembling hands, the lightning reveals the shell of a man. Regrets like a fog, they cloud my mind, I would die for the chances that have been left behind. Behind on a path littered with lies, as the thunder explodes, I look to the sky. A sky filled with darkness, turmoil and grief, the rain hides the tears that fall from my cheeks. If only I would have listened and simply took heed, I would not be here now haunted with need. I would be there with you, the way we had planned, instead of alone with my heart in my hands. Heart in my hands and tears in my eyes, to the heavens, I plead and utter a cry. A cry for forgiveness that somehow you will hear, never before had I held someone so dear. That for life and always, no ,matter how far, I will remember forever that the moon is ours.