Tag Archives: Growing Apart

Before Sunrise

Sunrise over Stonehenge on the summer solstice...

Sunrise over Stonehenge on the summer solstice, 21 June 2005 (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Every morning I wake up searching to see if there is still a piece of you left in my soul.
A short leash is always for the best, this time it worked.
Morning dew on Big Bird surpasses your rank higher each day.
Things are getting back to normal.
No, not the normal you are used to.
But the normal before our history was written. I hope this does not disturb.
With all due respect, I do not respect.
In noticing everything it wasn’t, realizing why it shouldn’t ever be again, more than the truth was uncovered.
Hatred of love kept an impregnable presence.
I am exhausted.
Looks like it’s going to be another day in the office.