Thursday, May 7, 2009

Stepping In and Out of a Memory

Heavy lids finally lifted, our deep green eyes caught each other

Like a match made in Heaven for the first time

No spoken words

Just streaming thoughts unsaid


You are the one that understands

The one that listens

To my soul, my heart and my dreams

It was as if you knew you might not have a last chance for goodbyes


I will never forget you

the compassion that warmed your heart

transferred to mine


Memories rush to a tear 

Holding back the water that washes my face

I want to be strong

I want only smiles in view

My smile

the last picture of remembrance


Your eyes had been shut for days

But you left that last bit of energy for me

The energy that would let us see each other for the very last time.


It was love at last sight.


FreeCatFood for thought:
Who would you miss most if they were extinct tomorrow?
What were your last words to them?
Are you satisfied?
Would you change any of your past memories?


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