Dropped pearls.

There is an added dimension to my silence.
My pauses have pauses inside them.
I see myself making changes.
New places within myself
where I go, alone.
This line divides me from you.
I feel its length like a bloody cut.
Though my heart is forever yours
my mind wanders sideways
wistful for what is no longer.
I have lost something in the sands of time.
There is no retrieving this moment.
No returning to the past.
I move forward, this step.
Though my heart looks over its shoulder.
I am still here with you,
but part of me is lost forever.
This then is the price of pain.

Published by B

I am B (call me BB and I will gut you) I like daisies, books, and men who understand the wisdom of Kermit the Frog. I refer to my favorite person as TMW5T Why? because if he had 6 I'd call him TMW6T, duh!!

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