So many photographs of my soul-mate, now that she is no longer near me they occuppy every room of the house and provide me companionship.
Each photo presents a different time in our life, so as I reminisce, my soul-mate fills my mind and I don’t feel quite as lonely.
I don’t consider myself to be living in the past, because for as long as I can remember, she has always been part of me.
So how can I now shut the book on someone, who has been my love and companion for so very long and pretend she never existed?
It’s who WE were together for such a long time , how could I ever turn my back on memories that each photo awakens?
-some photos are of our early life together and reflect the optimism and excitement of our new life together.
Others are of our travels together, all those beaches, all those sunsets and the thrill of sharing each special place together, where it seemed as though they had been made for us only
These photos now are all that remain of Anna, all the photos reveal a beauty that only I as her soul-mate could fully appreciate, a beauty that never faded with age, or the passing of time, because it sprung from deep within her soul.
-photographs -they are all memories of Anna and I could never deny myself any of those wonderful memories, even if they also bring tears of longing and sadness as I dream of happier times.
At night,I still lie on my side of the bed her photo beside me, bright sparkling hazel eyes staring into mine and for a moment it seems she is still with me and I lose myself in her loving eyes just as I had done so many times before when she was alive, warm and wonderful.
At the end of this chapter as We ,
I now wonder what this future holds.
I am filled with fear and longing,
as this chapter as I unfolds.
As each new road I follow
a heart where once were two
my soul so lonely sinking
to such sadness I never knew
Along this long, long journey
no comfort of your arms to hold
just filled with shattered dreams
as this chapter alone unfolds
This strange new life before me
on roads I have never seen
without you alongside to guide me
to places I have never been
Along this winding path
there are many broken hearts
each touched by that lonely feeling
of soulmates ripped apart
will I learn to live as I
will I learn to live as one
or will I lose myself in yesterday
in search of your loving arms.
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