Saturday, November 15, 2008

Sometimes i wake up, drowning in a sea of sweat, reaching for him as the tide pulls him under one last time.

What a dream it was that all it would have taken was for him to reach out his hand just once and we could have danced off into the sunset. It was a beautiful dream.....

1 comment:

trin said...

I think that the hardest lesson I've had to learn in my life is that I can't make people help themselves. It doesn't matter how much I ache for them to make positive changes... I can't do it for them.

So hard to learn.

Would that I could hug you tight.