To be with her...
2007-09-21 - 9:57 a.m.
I want to get up and leave this town. I want to get up and go be with you. They say every risk has a consequence, every choice comes with a consequence, I know, I know, I hear you, but I still want to face this head-on. I want to deal with whatever comes our way. I want the wind to blow in our direction, instead of merely my direction. I want the holes in the sky to be dappled with light as opposed to this covering of heavy material as it has been the past few days? weeks? how long has it been anyway? I love you, and I want to go to you and be by your side. Instead of just figuratively offering a shoulder, to actually allow my shoulder to dampen with your tears need be. To see that laugh of yours, to see those eyes...I just want to be with you once more.
Is that so much to ask? More than a week's worth of Heaven?
I suppose so.
We're stuck on earth, and maybe I'm asking too much when I want more.
Me.