An orange glow reflects off the pavement from the...
The faint smell of fresh linen dryer sheets waft...
If the words were enough...
To transit time...
"We're holding on for dear life;
this isn't finished-- we're just not ready yet...
What am I to you? A pretty vase
on a scentless dining table...
I'm walking alone
Thinking why love went wrong...
The tears are free falling down my face,
It still didn't stop you walking out of this...
Stains of feet are all over these shoulders,
reminding me not to do the same...
All by himself the heart it did sit,
Waiting for the fire within to be lit...
I still have all the pictures...
all the memories...
This is a story about Beth and Bob
She was his princess and he her heartthrob...
You know when you can't sleep
When these thoughts just creep...
So how do I begin my search for you?
Beneath the clouds perchance, may peek and fail...