reaching ~ ~ ~ always
February 5, 2015 at 2:17 pm 30 comments
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in the dark of night,
i search for his eyes
with the hope
they are staring down
at me.
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i try to reconnect to a scent,
which brings
warmth and comfort
to a soul
which is struggling
to be.
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i listen for every timbre of sound
i can grasp,
such as a voice
or
the resounding echo
of his heart beat.
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i keep reaching
~ always reaching ~
for someone i can no longer touch,
though
i know he lives inside of me ~ ~ ~ ~
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Entry filed under: feelings, human nature, life, love, Personal, poetry, ponderings, Relationships, thoughts. Tags: depression, fears, friendship, frustration, future, loneliness, loss, memories, sadness, voices, worries.
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1.
LeProsey | February 5, 2015 at 2:19 pm
Achingly beautiful x
2.
Paul Handover | February 5, 2015 at 2:29 pm
Agree – one hundred per cent!
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words4jp | February 6, 2015 at 1:04 am
I have been missing Bill a lot. Especially, as of late. xx
4.
words4jp | February 6, 2015 at 1:05 am
Thank you. He was a special person who is greatly missed. Especially right now. I wish was here.
5.
wh1z | February 5, 2015 at 3:18 pm
Oh K, I read this a few times. Equally heartrending and beautiful.
6.
words4jp | February 6, 2015 at 1:04 am
Thank you. I still miss him.
7.
Neeraj (nekneeraj) | February 5, 2015 at 4:06 pm
This is so heartfelt and lyrical too. Very Beautiful !
8.
words4jp | February 6, 2015 at 1:03 am
Thank you. Your words are so sweet:)
9.
busymindthinking | February 5, 2015 at 4:37 pm
This gripped my heart in a million places, warm embrace.
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words4jp | February 5, 2015 at 9:37 pm
Sometimes I wish Bill was here. Right now, especially – especially since I quit my job – which was the business he started and tried so hard to run after he died. I had to leave – I could not watch the new owner destroy something that meant so much to him and to me.
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busymindthinking | February 5, 2015 at 9:40 pm
Oh love, my heart, what you must be feeling. I am here my friend should you wish to talk. MM has my private email. You can contact me anytime. We love you and are here for you.
12.
Cara | February 5, 2015 at 5:56 pm
This is so beautiful.
13.
words4jp | February 5, 2015 at 9:33 pm
Thank you so very much.
14.
joesister | February 5, 2015 at 6:36 pm
me too
love and hugs to you
15.
words4jp | February 5, 2015 at 9:33 pm
Thank you. I knew you could relate to this. xxxxxx
16.
joesister | February 5, 2015 at 11:52 pm
💜💜
17.
globalunison | February 5, 2015 at 7:42 pm
This is so beautiful, Kim ❤
-Naima
18.
words4jp | February 5, 2015 at 9:31 pm
Thank you so much.
19.
hitandrun1964 | February 5, 2015 at 7:57 pm
😦 Sometimes I spray his aftershave around the house…then I close my eyes and pretend.
20.
words4jp | February 5, 2015 at 9:31 pm
The Mexican blanket that Pee sleeps on has never been washed since Bill passed away. (It was actually washed a few weeks before he died). He always wrapped up in while sitting on the couch. It still smells like him. I will never wash it. For Pee or for Me.
21.
Caroline Juliette | February 5, 2015 at 8:28 pm
Wow, amazing piece. So eloquent
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words4jp | February 5, 2015 at 9:28 pm
Thank you. I still really miss someone so very much and a recent event has occurred which has me wanting so badly to talk to him.
23.
Caroline Juliette | February 5, 2015 at 9:29 pm
I know that feeling so well. Xx hugs
24.
words4jp | February 6, 2015 at 1:02 am
Hugs to you, too;)
25.
redgladiola | February 5, 2015 at 11:35 pm
Perhaps it’s simply a feeling, but not one of the five senses. =)
26.
words4jp | February 6, 2015 at 1:00 am
I agree:)
27.
Nimmi | February 6, 2015 at 4:12 pm
Your words are so heart touching… I’m with you, and everything will be fine soon… ❤
28.
words4jp | February 6, 2015 at 5:56 pm
you are sweet:) xx
29.
Nimmi | February 6, 2015 at 5:58 pm
You too my dear ❤
30.
words4jp | February 7, 2015 at 8:48 pm
Thank you 🙂 xxx