Ashes to Ashes love to dust

She sits by the window and watches the blue sky. Tears stream down her face yet she has no clue how beautiful she looks with that smile and grace. With him not around to catch every tear, chase away her biggest fear, hold her near when she is but weak. His love she still does seek, she felt pain and anger when he left, she knew nothing would put their love to the best. She is at best without him near, but things like this can never be clear. She watches a pair of birds perched on the windowsill, she knows her heart beats for him still. She remembers his touch, and craves for his love his determination and will. She could do with another fight and argument to see him again. Her brown hair always has been to him an aroma so dear. Her brown eyes lit up a room when she was near. Her lips would speak volumes and he'd lend his ear and listen. He hated all her emotional hugging and kissing. Her memories now fade as reality takes place. She finds herself in a familiar trace by the window and gazing at the sky and the birds. Her heart broke years ago with the news she heard. He wasn't a nerd but he loved reading books, she finished each and every one on that shelf as you look. His absence made her disbelieve in love, commitment and promises which says forever. She now knows those were but a myth. She waited by the phone, and it not ringing was not a gift. Her hopes of him walking through the door blinded her rationality some more. As she overlooked the news paper clip of his tragic death. He wasn't coming back as with an accident he met. She couldn't believe that he was gone, she sat by window and listened everyday to his favourite songs. Like a gong it rings in her soul, as tears down her cheeks do roll. She thinks of his life and how she has to live without him now. As her cries echo and her howl reaches the heavens during the day. "Why Lord did you take him away". Life is cruel in every way, cherish what you have and love what you must. One day we shall all return to the dust. 

Written and composed by
Timothy Justin Rudolph Rodricks