Sweet Remembrance
Suddenly he stirs and I wonder as I lay beside him What did I do to deserve this happiness that erupts forth when I see him lying there. And I long to tell him, that I am happy, and have been blessed by his presence. Yet I am scared that by sharing, I will ruin this moment in time. So I lay back and snuggle close, keeping my happiness to myself as a sigh escapes my lips. And I know that tomorrow I will wake and he will be gone the night a memory. His existence a fantasy my happiness a lie, a perpetual dream of sweet remembrance.Just thoughts at work tonight.. :) Written March 10th, 2002 © on Mar 09 2002 04:24 PM PST, Deborah Wolz 0 • 10
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"Suddenly he stirs..."