Thursday, June 6, 2013

sand

There'll be more of us coming soon right?
Answers aren't some thing we're given.
We hope and apologize, pray and fight.
Wounds that scar that take the pain to heaven
I work out of my office, my heart broke
 stayed out of the rain I can t complain
those others suffocated and choked
some drown others were left stranded as stains
We saw so many people stop corked
family felt better then certainty 
I ruled the world when I was yours
you where my direction and sanity.
    there is more to us together I'm sure
we'll travel the world and dream and tour

Sunday, June 2, 2013

That's a lot to ask someone to do for you. That's all I could think about. I could not imagine being able to help someone so much. It's been years since I've laid on eyes on her, but she's coming back into my life.
We were able to travel together. It was always such a pleasure to move toward one another when really we were really moving apart. It was this love hate relationship. Without her I wasn't able to validate myself. She was always there to encourage me when I failed. I fail all the time.

She was on my mind the night before she called. I still loved her. Here mother had died. She needed  a place to stay in town. She needed to be with someone she trusted.