Our Story

I turn away from the sunset to see,
the last moments of his shadow leaving me
His smile that once so gently engulfed my soul,
With each of his unnerving frown;
telling me its time to let go...
the whole world seems convinced we were just not meant to be,
But in spite of all our troubles...
I truly believe only with him do my wings fly free....
My wings have long turned stagnant;
since that day he chose to go...
I have traded them in return for a scar,
etched and knifed into my broken soul
My heart still beats and the sunset is still wistfully brilliant,
But somehow the world has lost its shine....
Just as my hollowed heart echoes for his return
I have changed since then,
with an outer crust of hardened expressions
Its not that I no longer cared...
but I do have to shield myself from the poisons of passion...
My will has gone weak from the tears that I've cried,
No more tears I promised myself;
as I left my heart and humanity behind
I still pray for him every now and then;
for his safety and health in a foreign land
And may him and his children grow to see the days,
when a sunset shows a sorrowed glow.....
Perhaps he will then see the wings I've lost...
in the shape of the clouds with thunder as my hollowed echoes....