I listen to the rains steady drum on the tin roof, close my eyes and let everything fade to black. I concentrate solely on the sound, a soothing melancholy melody. I lose myself in the doubts that constantly chase my thoughts. Doubt, regret, worry. I dont live by what ifs or should haves, i live for now, but we all reflect .on occasion ,and wonder. Things said in anger or from spite. Thoughtless moments that deserved apologies that were never given. Feelings withheld because of pride. I listen still, eyes closed. Tender moments come to mind, intimate moments between lovers, quiet times watching past lovers sleep. Times when just the idea of someones company brightens the day. Age helps remove doubts, time lessens regrets, but the tender moments when two hearts are one, time never touches those. They remain poignant. Their marks on our souls never diminshing. The black seems to offer only the solace of being numb. The rain, the sound of life moving forward without the pettines of mans trivialities. Doubts maybe, regrets definately, but they cant define who i am, and they wont. I still have love to give and still need love in return. Yes reflect, but a reflection changes with time, and so shall we all.
Posted on: Sun, 04 Jan 2015 04:27:12 +0000