All Good Things Come to Those who Wait
Tuesday, April 16, 2013
Chasm
The bridge has fallen into the abyss and the mists have swallowed it whole.
I stand on one side of the chasm watching you go about your days as if nothing was ever behind you at all.
How I wish I had your strength.
The mists tease me. Showing me images of what could have been. Showing me images of what I am missing out on.
How I wish I could close my eyes.
The distance has grown so great between us. Almost as if we are strangers from two different worlds who only met in a dream state.
How I wish I did not dream.
Tendrils of the bridge hang down the walls of what once was. Can they ever be mended. Can they ever be brought back together.
How I wish I could just leap.
Leap into the abyss of not caring anymore.
Leap into the world where you are so that I too could be....
Free.
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