Like a December Northern memories assault me
crashing waves of flashing color,
disjointed pieces falling like shards of glass at my feet
Did I tell you that I love you?
Walking, lone and dark, shadowy arms flowing over me, surrounding me,
whisper soft I can hear you there
like an echo from a photograph
you knew this was not your fault,
I told you, right?
This was not your fault.
Shadows shift and I know you're behind me,
still and standing
I know that if I can only turn fast enough I can catch you
I know I can never turn fast enough
Did you think I blamed you?
Eyes closed, exhausted, flung across the chair,
just a moment, resting just a moment,
a touch like sunlight on a warm day across my cheek,
your fingertips,
I can feel your fingertips, I can see you if I open my eyes,
but if I open my eyes you'll disappear
Did you know I would have taken your pain if i could?
That I cried a thousand tears hoping you would never have to?
That I'd have taken the hurt if He'd let me,
if only He'd let me
Like the calm before the storm,
like the water recedes before the wave crashes the beach,
silence blankets me, beckons me to faded nothingness,
until echoes build to screams and screams become a roar,
and the silence deafens me.
Pictures flash before me, bombard me,
brilliant shades of yesterday falling like rain to drown me in a moment,
Did I tell you that I loved you?
