Wednesday, July 4, 2012
Forever in this heart of mine, an everlasting bond, for now until the end of time, are memories so fond.
"You never said I'm leaving, you never said goodbye. You were gone before I knew it, and only God knew why. A million times I needed you, a million times I cried. If love alone could have saved you, you never would have died. In life I loved you dearly, in death I love you still; In my heart you hold a place, that no one could ever fill. It broke my heart to lose you, but you didn't go alone. For part of me went with you, the day God took you home" I still search for answers and I still don't understand. If love is what that one needs to survive, then love itself has no value. Because no matter how much you shower a person with love, it is not sufficient to beat the master of all, DEATH. It is true that one should live life to the fullest, do what one desires with no worries or whatsoever of tomorrow, for death does not come with calling bells. It strikes at the most random hours and for the reasons unknown to mankind. But, no one says what that one should do to move on with life now that death has struck. Truth is, no one knows. We all smile, laugh, and move on. But somewhere deep down in the hearts of anyone who has lost someone special, life never really does get better. True, the sun does shine after it rains. But the sun never really does remove what one feels when it rained. The sun and rain here is of course a metaphor, one that I have written for I have no other ways or words to truly pen down how much grief my heart holds. How do I explain my crave for a physical form that I would gladly give away my life to get a glimpse of just one more time. Although I believe that death never takes away the spiritual connection you have with a person, even I know that it is not the same. And here is where the power of touch should be given much glory. Just one more touch. I know millions of us crave for just one more touch of the person that time took away from us in the name of death. That one feel, can I even get close to explaining how much it means? Where you were, now there are only memories and sometimes even I wonder if memories are enough.