March 14, 2010

I cannot grasp how one moment you are driving down the road and the next you are not breathing.  You are in pieces.  Shattered pieces being blown in the wind.  I feel that now and then one of those pieces finds me and cuts me.  So deep.  God, my love, where have you gone?  The cruelest part is that there will never be the right words to heal my heart.  If only I could just tell you that I miss you.  If only your hand could reach into my heart and feel the depth of my love that aches for you.  Could you come hug me, just for a little while?  I'm tired of these pieces that are cutting away at me.  I need your warmth and laughter.

We are flying down the highway and all I can see is you.