You once thought I was like a dream you awoke suddenly from. A man that peeked into your life and who had all the answers.
I feel like the same man. I have the same strengths and weaknesses… I know I am more because of the time spent with you.
Do you remember your own words echoing from the walls of your friend’s homes… the smiles, giggles and excitement?
My heart fills and my eyes feel hollow when I realize the absence of enthusiasm in your voice. My mind imagines possibilities of our departure in bond.
Love is a building block that is started with a firm foundation… the foundation of hope and of dreams. I find that I am only half when I am away from your pulse and rediscover that I depend a great deal on your soul.
The questions I ask myself may not be the right questions. My fears may be like the dreams of the night.
I see your face when I close my eyes. Photographs may fade in time, but the memory of a glimpse of your touch can remain in the mind… even of the aged.
I will forever remember you… will you choose to remember me?
Shannon R Killman
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