Thursday, September 13, 2012

moonlight musings


I miss you
for the future I know you won't be in
the memories you'll fade from
and the dreams we'll never share
trying to find the words to write this
is like holding on to air
in your bare hands
it slips from your grasp
without a trace
yet
it's still there
always
           hanging
like an unfinished sentence
in a silent conversation
with the moon.

















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