I can’t help myself from looking back, I often do.
Your dark bedroom I searched for love in.
in your bed seemed so familiar
even though I couldn’t understand why…
You were in the other room/place while I was with him
taking in all of your essence.
Day’s turned into weeks then months and years
and even before then it was always about forgetting.
Our story hadn’t even begun.
If no one does anything to make things happen, nothing will and opportunities can pass by quickly for that particular moment.
It happened!
I laugh at the innocence of my curiosity of your house closets.
How I always felt a strange home like feeling in your presence.
All the memories my heart held were enough to make me search for you again.
long ass drives with no destination…
Poof! It’s over. How can we allow people we enjoy so much to just go away.
I always fear this is another Passing moment. I wonder if this time I have made you feel enough.
this time it’s different… surprises left by you everywhere
Continuously
I’m full of doubt.
and this time will you remember my name?
I hold on… and won’t let go~
Michele Renee
Well don’t let go
Lol I don’t give up easily…
I am a fighter!!!!
Thankful I have every reason to hold on tight!