Song of my Soul

Friday, March 6, 2015

Chapter Three of Living Words: Pain


What is Pain?

Is it looking at her smile from tens of thousand miles away and suppressing the urge to break?

Maybe its craving her touch and not being able to feel it?

Wanting to move the hair out her face when it covers her eyes?

The feeling of being hopeless because you aren't physically there to hold her when she needs it?

When she needs a shoulder to cry on?

Wipe away her tears?

Or maybe a hug to get  through the day?

How about not being able to hold her in your arms at night.

Not being able to wake up to her smile.

Craving the touch of her lips.

The fear of never getting it...

Being able to touch and not feel...

Something only they would be able to fully acknowledge,

Even if only for a short time.


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