Closing a door...
Opening a door...
Only to find...
When one door closes...
Another doesn't always open.
Inspiration is flooded...
Flowing freely in the sea...
Sea of knowledge...
To know what is wrong...
But not enough to have the strength to flee it.
Thoughts rumble in the cabin...
Flashing memories of the gleeful times...
Crashing memories of the morose times...
Colliding somewhere in the middle...
Only to fall gracefully into the depths of the night.
Struggling to continue...
Continue on the path...
Path of not knowing...
Knowing when darkness will bring light...
When light will bring laughter.
Until then...
My heart skips a beat...
At the memory of you...
At the memory of us...
At the memory of what could have been.
I hope that dream of you may come true because when dreams are only dreams we idealize them and that is not good.....a hug and love for you!
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