Unconditional Love
The chest is so heavy, and the heart is void of joy and comfort.
Why is it so hard to breathe when all others seem so possessed with laughter and gaiety?
Where can the true solace be when nothing seems to be calm, or ordered?
Why can't the heart be glad when all around you are so involved in it?
It is because the heart is empty of true love, and passion, and even temporary solace.
Remembering the times quickly visited when the source of love and happiness is always present.
Where is she now? What activity consumes her? What are her thoughts in my absence?
The world will continue to revolve for others. Mine will stand still, 'til my reason for living is present again.
And I can laugh. I can breathe. I can love again.
She is essential to life.
dc 3/20/06
Why is it so hard to breathe when all others seem so possessed with laughter and gaiety?
Where can the true solace be when nothing seems to be calm, or ordered?
Why can't the heart be glad when all around you are so involved in it?
It is because the heart is empty of true love, and passion, and even temporary solace.
Remembering the times quickly visited when the source of love and happiness is always present.
Where is she now? What activity consumes her? What are her thoughts in my absence?
The world will continue to revolve for others. Mine will stand still, 'til my reason for living is present again.
And I can laugh. I can breathe. I can love again.
She is essential to life.
dc 3/20/06
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