• i sat there and dreamed of what used to be,
    steady love to rely on, arms always there. the light trickled in
    drops
    drops
    one at a time
    trickling like tears down her cheek
    the promise was not empty but the meaning held none.
    trickling...
    like rain down a window
    trickling like the river of love uneven drops
    non-existant or overwhelming
    it was there slowly coming to the finish line but far too late
    like coming to a game when no one is there any longer;
    dancing when the music isn't there
    your own beat
    just happens to fit with mine
    understanding
    seeing
    hearing the music in your soul that entwines with another's