for erik- i wrote this over 3 years ago with the intentions that it would stitch together the hemorrhage in my soul, perhaps i could feel the safety of memories in passage to a life that no longer existed. i wrote because i missed him because i will never stop missing him and because the warmth that settled in my heart because of him, will remain there always.
a long walk home
the air feels empty, though the sun is shining and the sky is cloudless today is dark and gray to me. your absense is as real as any other day, yet on this day tears stream down my face into an ocean of memories i can not escape. the wind blows my hair across my face and i smile, not because i am happy, but because i know you would want me to.
the air feels empty, though the sun is shining and the sky is cloudless today is dark and gray to me. your absense is as real as any other day, yet on this day tears stream down my face into an ocean of memories i can not escape. the wind blows my hair across my face and i smile, not because i am happy, but because i know you would want me to.
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