"Sweet Nothings..."

Tuesdays and I have "history"

Today's have been "wonderings" and thoughts that go nowhere, mean little, just echoes behind my eyes. 

"Sweet Nothings..."

The hardest part
is reaching
- to draw you close -
closer...
and the fading inside
as you drift away.

I held you tight -
felt your hands,
your fingertips...
your breath.

...and I let you go
because its what we do
- let go.

I touched you
without touching you,
held you
without holding you,
and felt you smile from the inside.

...and now its morning
and time to dream - again.

Chris

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Liza]

sweet nothings, this made me feel like i had some candy...
just like sugar, the rush is high
the longing without it while still in our system - seems to crash
for the next fix
of dreaming again

[Emily B]

because its what we do, the pain is exquisite, the joy so sorrow-full sometimes

[J. J. Nightingale]

Sweet somethings hurt the most .. hold tight .. Who says we always let go .. Whispers written or spoken softly bring forever memories .. until .. ..

ME .

[Me]

how nicely pictured the scene. a wonderful and meaningful write

[Robbie~xoxo~]

Oh, this really speaks volumes, Chris!... "Sweet Nothings"~You whispered it softly, yet... in such an honest way, that it had to be heard... Clearly...Loveit!! :)