Archive for May, 2009

26
May
09

Active-Passive

“What will you do if I was with someone else?  I’ll tell you… Nothing!” 

He’s absolutely right!  

I will do nothing because if all that I am and all that was or is between us is not enough to keep him with me, it means I’ve already given him more than he’s worth.  I’ll cry and rant and rage but in a place where even I would not recognize it although I will acknowledge it.  

And when I walk out into the world, my eyes will have no recognition for him.

25
May
09

She was babbling.  Talking too fast, words rushing out on top on one another to fill the silence between them, rushing from one end of the room to the other, trying to keep busy…  Except when she turned around, he was right there, too close, and all too real raising a finger to place against her lips…

“Ssshhhhhh love.”

Is it really necessary to say all these words when all you need to do is feel this?  – and a hand lifted her palm to where his heart beat in a reassuring rhythm…

Do we really need to speak when all that is real can be felt? – And gentle fingers caressed her face, brushing down her hair to clasp her waist to draw her closer…

24
May
09

Silent Night

What she hadn’t and wouldn’t give for just another moment like this?

He was there, with her…

Shrouded in the darkness of the room, it was through his touch that she knew him and allowed him to learn her…

Just the catch of a breath here and a sigh there and fingers interlocking, holding on…

18
May
09

Sigh

I hate being the bearer of bad news…  And to tell him, knowing how disappointed he will be is heart wrenching so I just kind of blurted it out… :S

I have no idea how to comfort him because I just cannot use those same cliched expressions.  Ugh…  The dinner I had just turned into a very cold, hard lump in my stomach!

17
May
09

For Swat

Misery, a self inflicted wound;

Festers, bleeds, raw and untreated

Leaving scars and nightmares 

Where there should be the hope of paradise

09
May
09

Stolen

All he and I are come down to stolen moments,

too few and far between,

in the shadows that the day leaves behind….

03
May
09

Self-Defense

I can feel the wall building within me. 

And my mind is spinning…




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