I will be your Queen and you my King… I will be in your arms again.. until then I will live my peasants life, visiting you only in my dreams….reliving every moment of your smile, your kiss, your touch… Until then I will cling to the notion of a next lifetime….
I will wait for you in my dreams because my heart will forever be open to you my King, now and always.
My heart is tearing…**RIP** …I look into your face filled with the look of betrayal **RIP**your lips are covered with a thick coating of goodbyes **RIP ** I open my fingers to let the pieces of my heart fall to your feet, then I turn and walk away. Looking over my shoulder I cringe as I watch you walk over the pieces of my heart…my chest begins to burn and my heart gives up…sinking slowly to my death I close my eyes and whisper “I truly love you.”
Lying in bed, the cold tears falls in sync with the drips from the window pane, freezing your cheeks, neck, shoulders and whatever it touches …but you cannot move.
As the coldness travels over your body you lay and stare at the cold drips as they begin to turn into the faces of your lost sunshine.
The faces drop, rolling into your bed to fuse onto your skin, simultaneously your veins begin to freeze over as the long fingers of reality stroke your frozen heart…yet you continue to look through the pane hoping for your sunshine as the cold relentlessly continues its travel over your body .
STOP LOOKING! You cannot see the sunshine through the cold frost on your window pane!…Frozen is your legs, thighs…stomach …the travel is steady as it covers your face…your eyelids are not yet covered in frost but you would soon close your eyes because you cannot see the sunshine, it was all a lie.