Hourglass

You appeared through an open door one day

and though I did not know your face

I knew we stood at the beginning

of what could have been

but would not.

But I knew.

Did you?

Yet 

even though

 I saw it would lead

 to a heart too bruised to beat

I chose to follow the thought of you

dancing with the thought of me, till there

was no mile between us, no dream undreamed  

And now the hourglass is running out of sand, and

all my letters are unsent, and everything comes to an end 

Reviews

[Ryan]

This makes me think of someone I wish I was with right now.. It's killing me to be away from her. Well done fellow writer :)

[Antonio Valentino]

when i read you... .. . .. i just stare blankly at nothing for eternities...

savoring that first read almost not wanting to re read it again like i eventually will, again and again..

I am forcing my eyes not to glance over with all my will.. in fact I am not even going to read it again and again to truly let it sink in until some time later, so i can almost see it with new eyes all over again..

i wish i could express better how much your writing affects me..

there is only so much words can convey