Longing

I miss you, baby...Comfort me.
Soothe my pain.
Fill me up with your love and affection
once again...

It's 3 o'clock in the morning.

I was suddenly awakened by a cold morning breeze. It rustled out of the darkness and gently touched my skin. Just the way you used to do. As I sat here, waiting for the dawn to approach me, my sleep-deprived and lonely soul is wandering somewhere...perhaps, trying to find a piece of fortitude. I'm thinking of you, baby, as I write this post. As a matter of fact, I am ALWAYS thinking of you...always longing for the comfort warmth of your sweet embrace...your physical nearness. A day won't pass without an intense yearning to be with you.Just be with you and nothing else. Your face seems to be permanently emblazoned into my mind -- the sweetest smile that never ceased to brighten up my gloomy day, those radiant eyes that used to gaze at me with utmost passion and desire. It made me want and love you more. And I long to see my reflection in those eyes again. I was spell-bound. I still am.

And then it was gone. Had vanished into thin air. Very suddenly. I have kept my silence and have been trying so very hard to keep my distance. The pain inside me that have been silent for a long period of time seems to grow each passing day. I'm trying to show my strength but the pain is tearing me apart. Memories come flashing back like falling stars. They twinkle and burst in space. And I feel my eyes well up with tears over and over again. This infinite sadness is creeping into my flesh. It never seems to end. You could have known me, if you had only taken the time. I could have shown you things that you've longed to see. I could have given you so much. We could have crossed the boundary of possibility and impossibility together...And yes, you could have even loved me if you had only taken the time.

Now, everything is nothing more than a transparent attempt to fill an empty space for you and I are just memories--the pleasure of our companionship, the rewarding intimacy of the joys we shared. My eyes may be as cold as a freezing water in a winter evening evrytime you look at them, but the love is always there. You may no longer see it, but it's just there. In the oasis of my memory, you will dwell.

In time, I will be healed. My dream of togetherness and happy ending may have drifted away. But it will never be forgotten. And somewhere, in another time, our paths will cross again...I just know.

Then the first hint of dawn began to appear
and the light kept urging me to wake up...
It was time to prepare...
It was time to let go...