Monday, December 12, 2011

Sunsets

We walk this road together,
Sometimes you're right here with me
Holding my hand as tight as ever you can.
It's like you and me
We're moving in unison, as one.
And I feel your very presence.
Hold on tight,
Let's not let go,
But try as we may
There comes a time
When the space around us
Becomes the distance between us.
This foreboding distance,
Exhausting and never ending it always seems.
Still, it remains a precious ordeal,
For it brings with it a sense of longing,
A lesson learned in how to hold on.
To bide our time
Till the sun rises and sets
On our happy silhouettes.
Holding on so tight,
It looks like there's but just one.

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