Wednesday, June 16, 2010

IF LIFE WERE LIKE A MOUNTAIN, DID YOU NOT FALL? IF LIFE WERE LIKE A FEATHER, AS FRAGILE AS CAN BE, WOULD YOU PLUCK IT OUT OF YOUR WING? I'VE SEEN YOU BEFORE, SOMEWHERE IN MY HAZY DREAM. YOUR FACE I CAN'T RECALL BUT YOUR HANDS, I CAN. I HAVE MISSED YOU SINCE I WAS 11. MY FRAGILE INSECURITY WAS SAVED BY YOUR EMBRACE, WHERE HAVE YOU GONE?
IT'S ALMOST LIKE YOU DIED... AND LEFT ME ALL ALONE BY THE SEA. YOU DIED LIKE WE'RE ALL GONNA GO SOMEDAY. YOU DIED, AND I WISH YOU'D STAY. BUT IF YOU'RE STILL HERE. WHERE WILL I FIND YOU? BY THE PEAK? OR BY THE PLACE, I CAN RECALL, THAT MY HEART WAS UNLOCKED BY YOUR KEY? THEY SAY YOU CROSSED A RIVER TO TOUCH GOD'S HAND BUT I DID NOT UNDERSTAND THE PLACE IN WHICH HE LIVES. SO I TRIED TO WRITE HIM LETTERS, LETTERS OF DEMAND SAYING " HE'S THE ONE I DREAM OF, BACK YOU GIVE HIM." I DIDNT SEE YOU DIE, I DIDNT SEE YOUR CASKET. I DONT REMEMBER IF I CRIED BUT I NEVER REALLY GOT PAST IT. YOU'RE FRAGILE LIKE GLASSWARE, SKINNY AS A STICK, AND ALL THESE MEMORIES, ARE THEY MINE OR OTHER PEOPLES'? AM I WASTING MY TIME, AM I EVEN MAKING SENSE? MY MIND IS FULL OF COBWEBS, TANGLED AS HER HAIR IN THE MORNING. IMAGINE YOU'RE MY COMB BUT ONLY YOU DISSAPPEARED AND ALL I CAN REMEMBER IS THE LOOK YOU GAVE.

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