Talk to me my Love. I've been waiting for you.
I lost you in the crowd. Too many souls mindlessly seeking what they don't understand. They talk to find out what they can't have. Then pretend like a child, maybe the masses will pay attention to them for awhile. Do you know what you seek? I think not, for you don't know yourself. Do not seek another person's dreams. For you will find only their regrets and fears. You asked them where I was, thinking you knew what their game was. As they followed you, their anxiety infected your decisions. Keeping you lost, only to replace you, for me. It is one of Hell's greatest tricks. It is not Heavens plan to keep us together, for they do not care. For they possess forever. You and I are simply a drop in the rainstorm. A grain of sand forever lost, as if a child on the sidewalk in rush hour of New York. A place where Christ himself would feel alone. Yet, we found each other. So, do what your heart tells you and reach for me. I'm here my Love. You are not alone, nor am I. Because I see you in the distance. Our eyes meet for the first time in 3 or more lifetimes. I've found you..... Tell me you love me, and I shall forsake all others.
© Dale A Martinez