I watch her sleep
watch the rising and falling of her chest
underneath her shirt
I reach out and stroke her face
the face I have looked upon
so long I could almost carve it out from my memory.
A tear escapes my eye as a smile, though crooked
forms across my lips.
She was once my sunshine
she was once, the answer to all my questions
my life seemed to be alive
whenever she was around
her voice was angelic
her laughter,
music to my ears…
she was the love of my life
the one who completed me
she was the joy within me
when all else was dull
she was….

not anymore
we lost our path somewhere
we both took separate routes
without even knowing
until the day we stopped to check
and we were not by each other’s side
the distance so far
our hands could not touch
no matter how far we stretched
we looked at each other
from the distance
wanting so much to get back
to the path we shared
but so much had happened
too far we had walked
the choices were quite simple
we either go back
to where we separated
or one to go
and join the other
or we simply continue on our individual paths
and hope they will yet again,
cross…

that I loved her was not in doubt
that she adored me,
well, nothing could have been more obvious
but that we were at different levels was as clear as day is
from night
or as white is from black
our goals driving us to different directions
so different that one would have been
forced to give up their dream for the other
too high a price
for anyone to pay.
and as I watched her sleep
as peaceful as a sleeping child
I knew it was over.
she would always be loved;
always be special;
maybe a forever friend,
but our journey together
had reached its destination….