On a night just like this the stars shown for us.
Brighter than the anything we’d…..ever seen.
Long walks in fall as the leaves changed.
Followed by winters warmed by the fire.
Gently snow drifts down as softlights guide,;bright lights into springs hands as the body renews and life begins again. Slow at first with just buds of the future showing clear and strong.
Then into growth with branches clear and clean. Woven mysteries like tapestries drift from the northern lights to my heart. Each pulse a beacon of strength and knowing that I am never truly alone in this world.
On a night just like this I forgave myself for loving you and for you never loving me. That is why on a night just like this the stars shown for just me, for I am as you are and we shall forever be lost in time, misplaced but mine no more lost and forgotten as the hummingbirds have left the hillside and now I follow only my heart. Adieu.
Words have never been so bitter sweet as if spoken from a place looking down in shame.i am forever grateful for this life be it ending or flourish for a thousand more.
I shall speak of this no more.
Benjamin. 2016
My life after you….
Very poetic and very sad… xxellen
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I felt your poems to be such a sadness and yet beautifully expressed my friend.
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It’s hard to let go at times, even if it is a demon ones letting go of.
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I know how that feels. The struggle from within and how to fight to be at peace.
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Bitter sweet – lovely Benjamin
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Attachment is one of the hardest things to deal with, it seems to take years until it fades. I know from experience that it does, eventually. It’s like you said, my friend, “we shall forever be lost in time”. In some cases, it’s just as well!
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