Wednesday, December 5, 2012

The Day

Charles-Édouard de Beaumont [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons


It was the warm day
that brought me here.
I heard the leaves in the trees
and saw the wind so clear.

Just when I was on the brink
of a big mistake,
I could see it so clear
and it shook me awake.

The story
is inside of us so deep.
We would see it
but when it started, we went to sleep.

The same way I saw you
in the dust and debris,
it was the same way
we were trying to be free.

I realized, all of a sudden
that I love you,
because when you see me, you smile,
and when I see you, I smile too.

It's not the first time
there was a love that couldn't be.
Do you really think
that changes anything for me?

I still miss you
when you are away.
I still want to see you
every day.

I still don't know
what will be.
I still want both of us
to be free.

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