Still holding on to every little remnants of you
In that moment, that last time souls and bodies touched, in that deafening silence, I knew it would be the last. Yet, I wanted to hold on to the facade of a bright tomorrow just a little longer and maybe in those few seconds that summed up how I wanted life to be, we’d have survived the ride and maybe just maybe in those brief seconds we’ll see what life without each other would be, then choose to hold on a little longer.
May be if I could go back, turn back time I’d probably choose to stand still time and adore the moments we shared. I have a photographic memory that finds it had to let go, an engraved heart that’s been shaped by every word you said, a manacled soul that’s been touched and though this touch breaks me it gives me life.
Because for one moment I found true.
For one moment I was happy.
For one moment though short lived,something gave life meaning and everyday that I strived was to cherish and create more memories.
I’d wish for one moment,
One last moment where all I could do is stare into the depths of brown pools that had me mesmerized and seek to find answers and maybe then will I understand there’s no hope.
For in days when I felt all was lost;captivating eyes held me spell bound, for in its depths I felt I didn’t stand alone .
