Memories
Surely in the end we will return to this place. The memory of how you and I watched the beginning of the world together.
Memory gradually pours into my empty body. Building me ever so slowly and filling my being. That is how a man takes the shape of a man as emotions he doesn’t want to forget rest in his heart.
No matter how far away you go I am here inside of you. Like the star that guides you I will be here forever.
Even when I am drifting from you I will probably be able to go to the place burned into my memory. So I will go without turning back.
Tabby-da · Wed Oct 31, 2007 @ 02:32pm · 0 Comments |