"I've got my ticket and I want to go home."
My heart is breaking.
My heart is breaking.
My heart is breaking.
For the lives that will be led
without me.
For the tears that will be shed
without me.
For the laughter that will seize
without me.
For the bonds that will form
without me.
For the love that will grow
without me.
For the trials that will be faced
without me.
For the lives that will be led
without me.
My face is wet.
My hands are shaking.
I face the unknown.
Looking behind,
I see love.
I see happiness.
I see belonging.
I see achievement.
I see knowing, and being known.
I see love.
Looking ahead,
I see
blank.
blank
blank
blank
blank
blank
blank
blank.
BLANK.
No wonder I'm shaking.
No wonder I'm glancing behind.
No wonder my trepidation
nags.
Doesn't anybody see?
Who understands?
I've always asked,
When will my life begin?
I still want it to.
I need it to.
But looking behind...
I don't mean it to.
But my heart is breaking.
Vanessa ((
Although it may feel as though there are many things "without me" (you)--
ReplyDelete"You" will always be in my heart and memories wherever I go.
Each time you come home, I will refuel.
Just think of leaving as . . . well, exploring.
I love you, Kalee Hall.
dw