The Truth
I want to lay down with him
wrapped in his arms and take
in the smell of his aroma.
I can remember all the comfort
that surrounded him. It's something
that would send chills through
your hair.
The laughter and joy that filled so
many days, but then drained out
and made everything crazy. Even you
could no longer hold the walls
together. We both let them
crush us down.
We can think of what we want
but we will never get it.
It's too late to make things better
to be wonderful again. Now that
would be wonderful. But we live
in reality not in a dream. A dream
that will never come true. A dream
that just rests in our sleep.
When we find it maybe
then we can reverse it and start
over. Until then I guess we'll
just have to keep drowning our
minds with hungry thoughts or
our made-up resolutions. The truth
is soon to show and our feelings will
no longer hide, like they did before.
We can't keep running away
from the past.
But we can distract it. If you
want something bad enough, nothing
will stop you from getting it.
Why do you think I'm still here?
Why do you think I haven't walked
away yet? It's not what I want.
It's not what you want either.
I miss you. Where did you go?
I feel like it's been forever
sense I've seen your face, this
close to mine. Don't leave me.
Stay with me always and
don't have second thoughts.
The smell of your aroma
captures me when I'm
wrapped in your arms. All the
comfort that surrounds me,
sends chills throughout my body.
The laughter and the joy. You
can always forgive, but never
forget.
Written October 19, 2007
Copyright © Kristin Baker | Year Posted 2008
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