Love life
Gone is my lover, blown away like autumn leaves. Gone is my soft warm cover who's chest in and out breaths. To see your face one more time, to hear your voice in my ears.
When I look upon a mirror, what is it that I see. Do I see you. Or do you see me. Two faces, two worlds, but which is the real image?.
Am I to be forever alone. I wonder these streets. When I walk among you, you don't see me. Your every day lives make you rush from place to place.
In the dark watches of the night, you sit and patiently wait. Coldness creeps into your heart and doubt seeps into your soul. So many have gone before but yet there seems so much still to do.