Once upon a time…
And long long ago…
You said if I died
that you’d haunt my ghost.
You said that my eyes
looked truly inscrutable…
You said that our children
would have been beautiful.
And now I must wonder
if I died after then…
In the Autumnal chill
of two-thousand-and-ten…
Because you’re not around
and yet you still haunt me…
Sometimes you scare me
and others you taunt me…
Sometimes you’re silent
or seem to be cruel…
And sometimes I chase you
and I look a fool…
Still others you smile
with tears in your eyes…
Like you did late last year
when we said our goodbyes.
I loved you for years
and you loved me the same…
Until life came to call
and we then had to change…
The changes were many
and most of them painful…
The experience left me
quite often disdainful…
I fled to an island
of solace and grieving…
I dreamed of not telling you
I would be leaving…
But it would not be right
and it would not be me…
I loved you for years
and I know you loved me…
And I write out these words
as I weep and I tremble…
A ghost of myself
that survived disassembled.
Written by Jason Wright
January 4, 2013
For: Mark Daniel Adams
– Forever –
