In the beginning, I knew you were not the holding hand type, but there was something about your hands, the touch of your skin, I could not resist. I knew this of myself, you knew this of me and it was OK. Each time I reached for your hand, each time our fingers entwined, your smile gave you away, telling me it was OK. This you did for me. Once, all I had to do was close my eyes and the memory was so vivid, you although gone, I could still feel your touch, your strength, the warmth of your heart, our fingers entwined, but time can be so cruel, so unforgiving an enemy. Remembering you is easy, I close my eyes, I tuck away my now life, and you are always there, but when I reach for your hand I grasp only the shadow of your memory. Your strength, your warmth is slowly fading, time is stealing you away and there is nothing I can do..............
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
Slowly Fading Away
In the beginning, I knew you were not the holding hand type, but there was something about your hands, the touch of your skin, I could not resist. I knew this of myself, you knew this of me and it was OK. Each time I reached for your hand, each time our fingers entwined, your smile gave you away, telling me it was OK. This you did for me. Once, all I had to do was close my eyes and the memory was so vivid, you although gone, I could still feel your touch, your strength, the warmth of your heart, our fingers entwined, but time can be so cruel, so unforgiving an enemy. Remembering you is easy, I close my eyes, I tuck away my now life, and you are always there, but when I reach for your hand I grasp only the shadow of your memory. Your strength, your warmth is slowly fading, time is stealing you away and there is nothing I can do..............
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7 comments:
It's good to re-live the past, but in the mean time keep your eyes open for the future.
is this about a special someone you once knew?
So poetic and so lovely, it's much like the words I couldn't find in the last several weeks in my own life. I often read what you've posted and wondered how you found yourself inside my head.
I think your postings are very beautiful and soul stirring. Thank you for sharing the words I cannot find so very often.
-C
peter, there is only an eye blink between re-living the past in a good way or being haunted by the past....tears can cloud the vision in either case making it hard to see the future clearly......
ur-spo, a very special someone that came into my life and left this world, my life way too soon.........
christopherc, ((((hugs))) from my heart for the kind, sweet words...
So well-versed and strong in description of emotion. Yet at the same time, the strength is also evident in the pain of the void that has been created. May your hand be grasped by love, warmth and strength soon! ((((Stephen))))
afod, thank you for the comment and especially for the ((((Hugs))))
I find touch to be so important to my life and you expressed it so gracefully! - as well as expressing the hunger when the touch is gone and the memories of it fade.
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