Monday, September 13, 2004

The Awakening

One sweet love, shattered, broken, died… An awakening from a deep slumber. What was supposedly a beautiful dream has now become a painful reality. A love that was once blind can now see…Setting my heart free.

Our love – beautiful, rare and true… or so it seemed… already died. Time for me to let go.Time for me to move on. Miss him, I will. But now, he’s a remnant of the past.

As I gaze upon the horizon’s hue, I reminisce the past. Funny thing is I look back now and smile instead of cry; laugh instead of scream; remember instead of regret. And for the rest of my days I will smile upon these thoughts for I know that it was not done in vain – but in love.

Yes, I’m back … and home, finally.