A year ago, a shared joint between strangers. Now, we only share the tired look in our eyes.
Only good things are coming, The wind is changing There’s a frightened horizon Banging on the door The whispers leave footprints And the moon crescents above
Confronted with this fleeting life, aware of my own mortality. Waves of realization overwhelm me as the future becomes absolute. Terror, chased away by memories of how you looked when we first met. That first warm and gentle greeting as your eyes peered into my heart. Once you weren’t there and then you were; now … Continue reading It Will Never Be Enough (for Evey)