I never stopped loving you
just stopped hurting that we’re not together
I often dream of you
but my dreams won’t humor me
miles apart, in distance and mind
we met at the fork
and you followed your path
i carried your ghost
with a stain in my heart.
My path is of peace and hope
that somehow, sometime
we’ll lay on a log
and again glance at the stars
And do this in spite of you, in spite of I
for two mountains may not get together
but two people certainly can.
By tuttysan © 2010
