Has been awhile I know,
yet, in time we find,
our distractions become our mind,
we haven’t a lot to show.
While outside the rains do fall,
a quiet solace keeps me alive
I wonder what it is to truly thrive
when the stories we know become tall.
Heart broken failure and lost desire
the calamity of an absent follow of love
we all design our instincts to flow
in a manner begotten – a passionate fire.
I once began a journey alone without her
Leaving behind remarkable love forever.