Saturday, December 13, 2014

Memories free flow
like water off the edge of a cliff

Falling
down
farther
and farther

Heart sinking
and rising

Adrenaline
pumping

Oh
how the years
have changed us.

Some of us made it
while others
did not.

I hold his face in my hands
in this moment
frozen.

Eyes a glacier
reflecting his regrets
his sorrow.

His pain
My pain

Memories free flow
Like water down a window pane
during a heavy rain storm.

Some of us made it.
Others
did not.

I hold his face
Frozen in my mind.

Some of us made it.
He did not.

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