Everything has changed
Posted on 02. Nov, 2009 by Barry Hurd in Blog, Loss, Love
Morning
The bright light piercing my slumber
warming my face
I breathe
Holding steady. Calm. Relaxed.
My hand
finding truth
in the absence of your touch.
I breathe
Holding steady. Hoping. Needing.
My eyes open
to the realization of missing you,
searching for your presence.
I breathe
Holding steady. Pondering. Wanting.
The promise of life
entitled only within my dreams,
as I search for my reason.
I breathe
Holding steady. Ready. Waiting.