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"Our lives are a book that has already been written. The brilliance of the plan is that we are only given a chapter at a time..." ~A. Drayton Boylston

Sunday, March 30, 2014

My Heaven

Days pass slowly
I wait to be in my heaven
With the rain... The stars... The smell of sky
And your lips touching mine.
My heart misses yours
And the days I could touch it.
I remember...but you forgot
As you're safe in the darkness
And I am not.
I miss you, but I can't explain why
We were never as close in this life
Than we were long ago.
So I wait for a new one
Where I am wrapped in your arms
And I hear you whisper
"Don't go."


  1. I just stumbled upon your blog today, and I feel the need to tell you that this poem is absolutely beautiful and very well written. Did you write it? If so, you should know that you are very talented. :)