A harsh buzzing fills the room. Sound crying out from the smallest cracks, always
forgotten. Vaulting back between the walls and up onto the ceiling. The room
pulsates with it quintessence. Invading my existence more with every moment.
Echoing between the recesses of my mind, a stray word from a lost lover. The
soft strands of her hair moving through my memory like waves in a life line.
Twisting and curling around me, a hurricane of agony and understanding.
Through the chaos I see her gentle face looking back at me. The smooth sound
of her lips calling back to our beautiful life together. Runnning through the forest
not stopping for time. Breaking free from the cares of our everyday lives. Being
just content to lie down on the river bed and look out to the world with forgiving
eyes. Showing each other the wonder that hides just beneath the surface of our
crushing reality. Watching the water move slowly into pools and rapids. Making
love while our feet crash in the shallow waters. Wanting to transcend time to
when everything made sense and nothing hurt -
But the birds sing louder since you've gone.
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