Moving On....

 OH- 
I long to feel, 
The warmth again, 
Of the sun on my face, 
The wind in my hair and, 
that salt water taste. 

The freedom I felt, 
And the passion I knew, 
And Everything I had, 
When I had you. 

I want to go back, 
to feeling so bold and so free, 
And to subsist and to love, 
with no limits 
Or boundaries. 

You opened my eyes, 
and showed me again, 
How to live... 


You were a breath of fresh air, 
A much needed awakening... 


You taught me to be free, 
from the judgment, 
of others, 
and that with existence and love, 
There was so much more to discover. 

But like just like the summer, 
Our time soon had to fade, 

And you Left me alone, 
in the cold winter’s chill, 
But this did not mean, 
that my life had to grow, 
Stagnate and still. 

I could still hold on, 
to that inescapable energy, 
that you again, 
had made so clear to me. 

you made me see , 
life was not meant to be, 
a mundane routine, 
and you should never carry on, 
just going through the motions, 
you should be 
passionate , 
Exuding , 
Vivacious, 
Wondrous, emotion. 

And now that you are no longer, 
Here by my side, 
Does not mean 
that all of this, 
I should now, 
Take in stride. 

I will carry on , 
Still be strong , 
Even now after, 
You are , 
Far away , 
And long gone, 
Yes, 
I will still , 
Feel the will, 
to live that life, 
To which I belong, 
And to stir up that spirit, 
That has been mine along!