Tuesday, September 05, 2006

death of dreams

Never will I have him, to hold on to, to photograph, to listen to, to laugh with, drink with, smoke with, makeout with.
I'd give the rest of my life for 5 minutes with him. 5minutes to love, touch, thank, see, hold. Whisper, I love you one more time in his ear.
For 5 minutes I found god.
For 5 minutes I despised god.
He lives on in my sons eyes, and now its all come back full circle, I really am dreaming in reverse...