The Time We Spent As Friends

Today is better than the day before,
And tomorrow I'm sure to be even more
of a memory so distant and far from your cares.
Still I wonder quite often if your heart ever dares
to remember me and the time that we did spend
together, the time that we spent as friends.

I made it no secret, offered no such disguise.
Willing to stay hypnotised by your eyes.
The sound of your words so tender and kind
A symphony filling my heart and my mind
with wonder and questions of how this could be
Can the splendor of you be intended for me?

Helpless to fight what pulled me to you,
your touch like a magnet; your words overdue.
The spell was then cast and in it I remain
bewitched and alive at the sound of your name.
But no incantation or spell could it change
the call of your heart which did not feel the same.

Which leaves me here now at the end of a trail
where I must decide if indeed i did fail.
I turn and look back to see just who I was;
before I knew you; before I knew love.
And declare it no failure and strongly defend.
Success was every day that we spent as friends.

Final Performance

I did.
It was.
I believed
that the impossible could be.
The heavens now in the skies.
The world transformed before my eyes.

I saw.
It performed.
I succumbed
to its splendor.
So convincing that I could not deny
I embraced it and I became alive.

I fell.
It stopped.
I cried
because he was gone.
Lifting me up defying all of the rules
he dropped me into a sea of fools.

Now I -
I must decide.
I cannot deny
that he was but a fantasy.
This love I thought I found is dead.
Existing only inside my foolish head.

Resurrection

A beginning and an ending;
our directions never intending
to lead us to such a day.

So consumed by survival here;
our focus leaves us lost and we're
unwilling to lift our eyes and look away

The air now cold, the dark surrounds
our tired souls. Our fears abound
and we wonder why they didn't stay.

We must keep moving though the darkness hides
the path.  We persist in emptiness that chides
our attempts to find our way.

In shadows we dwell with plastic smiles
that fool each other for miles and miles
accepting death as life and night as day.

Until a distant spot appears
A ray of hope sustained for years
warms the air and lights the way.

And I am again alive and strong.
I believe again that I belong;
From a darkness cold and empty
your love has resurrected me.