I Cry

I stand
as close as possible
to yesterday
knowing
it was then that I felt alive
hoping
it will comfort me now
through the grieving wind's chill

It is my thoughts
that drag me through
the pain
time and again
and yet
it is those very same thoughts
that fill my soul

I wrap
my arms around myself
wanting to believe
that though you're not here
my hands could never be
as empty as time's churning hands

Maybe
this is why I'm foolishly
dreaming
that you never left
yet you did
and I am here
alone
and that is why
I cry

Very nice.

Sweet.

Bittersweet.

Heartfelt

Wow. Love this

deeply heartfelt

Thank you for the compliments . . . now I have a big head.

Little depressing. I you should play with hope at the end. I like it anyway

I thought about making this more about hope but in the end, sometimes we do cry. And sometimes crying heals. But thank you.

Loved this the second time reading it just as much as the first.
Exactly the way it is.