Monday, June 30, 2014

06 - Je t'aime

A song,
a laugh,
a smile.

A poem,
a tear,
a sigh.

A dream.
a memory,
I cry.

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-Even the air that I breathe and the flowers in a June summer day and the cold rain that pours lightly, then violently on the surface of my being. Even with each passer-by, strangers whose names I would never know, whose only fault was being in the right place at the very time my eyes landed upon the earth where we stand. And even with my eyes closed, even in the darkness whereas no light could even reach, no life could have ever existed
--- I could see you. God, I could only see you.



"I am heavy with the weight of missing you, my dear."


6.30.2014

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