When the fog cleared,
You had disappeared.
Truth is,
You were never really there,
'Twas just the thought of us holding hands and each other's hearts.
So I left the thought of you a note,
And said,
"Thank You for giving me happiness,
Thank you for not being here for making this goodbye harder."
You were there,
Standing behind me,
Reading your note as I wrote,
Silent tears rolling down your cheeks,
Tears you didn't know you had for it had been years since you last shed a drop.
And I thought it was just my tears and the rain.
You watched me walk away .
The fog was thick,
And you cleared it for me.
Forever had come to an end,
Little did I know it was just commencing.
This land of my seventh heaven,
I take one last look of it,
And I smiled,
Knowing this smile would vanish with it too.
And I landed back to earth,
You were seated next to me,
Concentrating hard,
To what was being taught,
But your eyes gave you away.
The same look mine had when we held hands and hearts,
But your cheeks told a different story ,
Dry tear marks, crimson cheeks,
And your book was wetter than the seas.
Perplexed I was,
Yet torn.
And when the bell screamed through the wallS,
You didn't move an inch.
And all the crimson was gone,
Now paler than white.
Him.
She was gone,
But I smelt her scent adjacent,
Felt her eyes,
Saw a shadow of confusion.
And I felt like I was drowning ,
But I was not done,
So I won't move till I complete.
Her.
In the middle of the night,
Deep in my wars,
Wars with my soul,
My soul that wanted to hold his hand and heart again.
In the middle of the night ,
My window slid open and I saw his figure there;
"I am sorry for leaving,
But I was making a land of happiness,
Where we would live ,
Even when we have no flesh.
Just happily,
Just us,
Come with me again,
To your actual seventh heaven,
But I'm sure this would be more than number seven."
He told me,
But I was already half way there before he finished talking.
And he was right!
We were happy,
But happy was understatement.
And the happier we were,
The more ornateness it had
I wouldn't say we lived happily ever after,
But we sure lived blissfully,
With eudaemonia,
As he sang to me every day in his not so melodious voice
More of froggy voice,
But it was more perfect than perfect ,
And we fell deeper each minute.
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Chasing The Sun
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