Nine Years of Always

 

 

Sometimes I wish I were a little kid again, skinned knees are easier to fix than broken hearts.” (Author Unknown)

Hello, my lovely friends!

 

 Nine Years of Always

Nine years have turned to seasons, then to years, 
Yet time has failed to do what time should do. 
It hasn't dulled the edge or dried the tears, 
Or made the world feel right without the view 
Of one familiar smile, one steady hand, 
The anchor that once held me to the land.

 

They say that shadows fade when light is long, 
But yours is cast in every room I pace. 
I hear you in the cadence of a song, 
And search the passing crowds to find your face. 
A decade nears, a bridge of empty days, 
Yet still I walk through memory’s golden haze.

 

There is no morning where the sun takes flight 
Without a quiet thought of where you’ve gone. 
There is no settling of the stars at night
Where longing doesn't linger, deep and drawn. 
The calendar may claim the time has passed, 
But love like ours was built to always last.

 

Nine years of silence, heavy and profound, 
Yet in my heart, I still can hear the sound 
Of every word you spoke, each laugh you gave— 
The living breath of all I seek to save. 
You aren't a ghost, or something left behind; 
There isn't a day you aren't upon my mind.