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“Where Are You?”
We met on an autumn day. I remember the colors turning from green to bright reds and yellows.
Maybe it was your smile or how we’d talk for hours. Was it me?, or did you know what I was thinking…or was I just dreaming? Always seemed like we were on the same track. Maybe we were brothers, or sisters, could it be lovers?
I remember yourself, how you would could open up an empty room. I could feel your sense; a spirit, or maybe it was a glow. Then one day …flash!… you were gone.
Now I lay here empty and worn…..
Sometimes I lay in bed motionless…I feel so alone. All I have is your face etched in my mind…remembering the days we had in some place in time.
When I’m alone sometimes I ask God “Why You”? Please make it stop, let it be me and not you!! What have I done to deserve such pain, but when I think back its good memories not rain.
As time passes by I try to hold on “Please God don’t let me forget”, if I shouldn’t remember one day to the next. Now I live one day to the next, sometimes it might be a certain glance or maybe a gesture of some stranger that might pass, or maybe it’s the scent of fresh rain on a new springs grass.
Sometimes I ask myself why am i here..... what about Now and “Where Are You?”….
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