Knowing
Do you remember, when we first held hands,
Two lost souls amongst the flame,
Each having found their purpose?
The howling wind barely touched us,
We knew nothing could break us,
If only then we knew what we do now...
Your laugh still echoes in my ears,
Your touch lingers on my outstreched hand,
Nothing would break us...
So why, now, kneeling,
Am I suddenly hit by the truth?
Why do I hold your broken body in my arms,
Scream for you to come back?
Nothing--Nothing could break us,
But now..
You're gone,
Pale eyes looking at me,
No longer holding love.
We knew...
