Granted

I've been well acquainted with every hour of the night
Sometimes sobbing sometimes shaking
Never in anothers arms, I found myself quaking
Nursed my heart with each dark shade of fright
Waited alone in dispair for every break of light
To an unknown end, I found myself racing
Could not outrun, your haunting always chasing

I borrowed the twinkle from the stars
To burry them inside my eyes
And asked the sun to enlighten me
Like she does to the moon in the skies
Countless requests I made for the wind to blow
From my grip the tightly held sorrow
Looked to the clouds both opaque and transparent
With humility I pleaded to cleanse me of this heavy impairment
And from the Stillness I asked for just one favor
To remind me; only I can be my one true savior

Hour by hour
And often between minutes
The taste of you began to sour
My threshold for destruction reached its limits
I wagered with God
For the memories to end
Until one day it came true
My wish was no more to remember
I finally wished to stop aching
For you

Reviews

[Davidgeo]

People aren't actually special, it is the time we spend with people that makes them special to us and us to them. What you are really aching for is the feeling... not the person. There are millions of "the one" out there for all of us... we just have to be open to seeing it. Letting go of the past is usually the biggest obstacle there.