by Sam Bailey (Notes) on Saturday, June 13, 2009
I ache… in the remembrance of what was.. I recall it yet did not live it … I feel the wound of loss.. though I have not yet known it.. it was all that I wanted… but I know not when I had It.
A single word that in its defining can span time and space.
The forger of souls.
I knew it, have known it, at length and with conviction.. and when I did, I was it , and It made me whole.
If only now.. was then .. and then would have lasted.
But it is now, and now .. I am without love…
Yet I linger… a spirit bound, but aware.
I am love’s ghost…
and it is its memory I haunt.
This was Written In 2009, In perhaps the worst times emotionally in my adult life. I am, to my heart, a Lover of Love. Why.. Because through it the best of me can be found, and that is the me I would have the world See.
- A soul’s journey through time.(Excerpt from 10,000 Sleepless Nights) (havingbeensaid.wordpress.com)