| its not that i dont want you to be my everything i just dont want my everything to be just you the rusted circle gleams in the fading sun the twilight's stars are peeping into view as we fade to blackness silently our footsteps tread the damp, green grass the trees absorb our thoughts words and actions into their leaves and soaks their roots with a brush of my hair and a sigh from you we both know no words needed no false apologies no promises of a better tomorrow no reminesnces of yesterday turning toward the silent trickling stream i lean over and look into the watery reflection that is my own-or is it? and watch as it becomes blurred and rippled as i join into the stream the touch of your arm brought me crashing back into earth's orbit we stand while time ever so slowly creeps past just staring memorizing careful details only to be forgotten much later by time's watchful hands silence is broken by a bird's low painful chirp we are both thrown out of our reveries and into each other's worlds wordlessly, we turn towards home and as the sun slowly sets we stand at the edge of the forest "Goodbye" we silently say tears streaming down four sets of cheeks one last squeeze of your hand and one last tearful glance and the sun faded out leaving only the stars as my guide. |