Missing Footprints

The cold rain
played a melody of love
and a lover’s pain
as the rocky shoreline swayed to the wind’s gust
as wave
after wave
crashed upon the sand
only to withdraw into a blue that was deeper than my emptiness
washing away with its retreat
any semblance of a beautiful past

I usually reserve these walks
for those days
when the sun would come out to play
and I could hold her hand
and together
we would discover
love
and romance
with each step along the way to happiness
but the sun hasn't come around lately
not since she left me
to wonder out here alone

sweet Mig
this is beautiful

i'm jacking this up to #1

hehehe

ok i'll behave

listen to this

http://youtu.be/0kEDa6bXnA8

I like this!!

Mig, be happy you are cool
jesus
just go with it