Today blazed colours we dream of. Only the mountains and the sea—the sky anew, the earth anew—conduct the orchestra of music in our lives. We choose to let our hearts dance steps—giddily—or simply lie silent in mystery; unheard. We dare to step out in the rain and end up drenched in sunshine. We dare to step out in the sunshine and end up drenched by showers from the sky weeping uncontrollably above us.
She must have wanted him to know...
He must have wanted her to know...
...and now... no one knows.
As we passed through all those paths in life—me holding your hand—I had to close my eyes, as fields of fire blazed when we passed so many memories. The gardens of our hearts outstretched with blossom and summer chores to be done and enjoyed.
I saw him snatching a glance as I leaned over to his world. My hand in his—gripped—wishing I didn’t have to go. Knowing I wanted to haunt him for the rest of the days of his life. Fields of fire blazed when he spoke about a colour in the rainbow of my world.
She must have wanted him to know...
He must have wanted her to know...
...and now... no one knows.
Things that happen—just happen. I never planned to miss the lips that would kiss. I never planned to find myself on a ship and not know where to point it. I never wanted to find my heart bursting out, but never having a place to call home.
Things that happen—just happen. Once fell in. He fell through me—wounding my heart. I had a choice, and finally made it. Now—when I do fall—I fall slowly.
She must have wanted him to know...
He must have wanted her to know...
...and now... no one knows.
Things just happen.
The echo of her footsteps away will carry his heart home.
this is beautiful!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Remy. :-)
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