bodega bay, california

window

WINDOW open
the night
the sound of the wind calling your name
the new air
the blue light on everything
the things that were
the whispers of the tress
the gentle breeze touching my face
I miss your sent
the thoughts and all that's not
I close my eyes and the WINDOW

sleep doesn't rest

my eyes are closed.
but I see what I feel.
It's not you.
with all that i know and don't want
and the images of what should never be
I see things and fear what I've lost
In my sleep there is no rest
and dreams don't give in
the haunt with my ghost and your name
I live in thoughts of love
and pain
how it hurts,
sleep doesn't rest
and when wake finds me
I'm lost once again contemplating my pain
my dreams hurt my reality.

Beard

I thought I would feel more.
but you are gone, and I don't care.
I miss your face but not you.
I miss your beard but not you.
I thought I would feel more.

i'm scared....

I'm scared of that things would change, When they just got better.
why do we drift apart without reason?
the feeling is gone, and I have no control
There should be something that can and would stop it.
I still feel the same and you still feel the same, then why isn't not the same?
what changes outside of us, why do we not have hold of it?
Like the direction of the wind.
It's so sad.
I want to hold on to moments and scents.
I don't understand. I thought we would always be friends.

Lately you been on my mind
youv'e anchored your boat
And very little changes, only that me missing you is always growing every day a little more.
always on my mind.
Questions dance? but never find there way out?
Answers are few..... are none...
Lately you been gone.