He walks under the cold night sky, listens to the rumbling of the thunder as the first drops of rain makes him shut his eyes. Her beautiful face envisioned by his mind, her gorgeous brown eyes leaves him mesmerized. The feeling of her skin on his fingertips and taste of her lips on his tongue, the moments he cherishes passes him by. The rain washes his soul yet he remains undone, she was his sin he could never control, he never attempted to try and resist, all he did was make certain she top priority on his list. He wishes he could turn back the hands of time, just to see her smile, he wishes things would be different and he could hold her one last time, he wishes he could kiss her lips and whisper in her ear, to tell her how much he cares. He wishes she'd understand why he kept his promise and was always there. If only he could run his fingers through her brown hair, feel her forehead on his lips as his hand held her face when he did kiss her with care. She knows not what its like to walk around with a shattered heart, she knows not what it's like to lay in bed knowing the one, you love the most is someone you had to live with apart. He puts his pen to paper and writes of their memories he's stored in his soul, forever to keep and growing old with his broken heart. The rumbling thunder wakes him from his gaze, he touches his face knowing not if its tears or the rain, as the pain lingers and makes everything feel the same. He walks on as the path he is treading is cold, wet and dreary, he know his body tires and he all but weary. Miles and miles he travels the earth to catch a glimpse of her and watch her smile. He secretly admires and feels his happiness return for a short while. We tell our long tales of love stories and happily ever after, in reality it's mythical and makes the broken hearted burst out in laughter. He will one day return to dust from whence he came, but his love for her will always remain.
Written and composed by
Timothy Justin Rudolph Rodricks
