*UNTITLED*

*UNTITLED*

 

 

The wind gently blows as strands
of hair fall along my face.  There is
a sadness in my heart as I watch you
turn and go.  In my mind I hear a
haunting melody playing as if it were
the background music to a sad love
story.  Is this where we realize our
love is too strong...too deep for us to
part?  Is it now when we should be
running back into each others arms?
Or do we let the moment pass us...
Slipping through our fingers without
letting our feelings be known?