Saturday, October 2012
When your voice breaks do you hear
the little intones and semblance of warmth
When your eyes close do you see
the veins that line your blood underneath skin
When your laughter lines cease to be
do you wish you were happier
because happiness is incomplete without
and happiness is in pursuit of you
When your ragged edges
lose their sharpness
do you wish you were stronger
your muscles that used to pulsate as you pulled your arms inward
When your tears they dry
do you wish they were moister
because your eyes have shed so much
that you begin to lose sight of what you love
Because when you lose dear, you lose everything.
>>k.l
