days are not to blame
love is like time
it slips through the fingers
it never seems to be mine
it leaves memories that linger

Diaries of My Life the diaries of my life of my world of this strange light the people in my … More

it feels real
tell the truth
before the emotional kill

me on my own
looking at pictures of my wife
but she is somewhere in the future
and fades when held to the light

but when you no longer fall to my reach
well,
the deepness and the depth of sadness
washed over to me and crept down to my feet

goodbyes do not feel so good
they are tough on the eyes
they are a well of tears
saying goodbye,
to so many years

are you still with us?
are you still here
with delicate hands
and solid fear

i think you and i know,
you are,
an avalanche waiting to happen
so i think about you
and i think about you some more