Broken crackled ripping rippling rose petals. "Lord, I count the many ways so many days I pray that special love I come encountered to. That so many few sometimes know or knew. Something real. Unconditional and true." I know my heart need be content with time I've spent. The moments when I hear birds fluttering through. The sound I hear are paired in two. So when the whispering whistling sound come through I huddle and hurry inside from the beautiful pictured formation rotations behind closed door in cue. Though the memories of past passing love seem everlasting even when they turned never lasting. My window is where I peak even when the picture looks bleak.  My sheltered heart wish I could sing to the stars even they feel nearest in reality are far. Would anyone notice this soul that's in suspense. The spirit heaves for moments I have to grasp my chest in order catch my breath. So tired now I need to rest.
Coincidentally in the same position I use to lay in bed where i use comfort her head.
Moving on and forward leave no rest with this reality that world keeps turning. "Coherent spirit  catch my breath, coherent spirit catch your breath" somehow I need to rest, close and lock the door inside my chest cause again
Another leave me breathless with restlessness. "All I have to apologize to I'm sorry my patience, I'm sorry my time, so sorry my soul ever thinking could fill whole.
Sorry my mind ever letting someone put you in shame. I take responsibility and blame.