ALWAYS REMEMBERED

We do not remember days, we remember moments

 

- Cesare Pavese

 

Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=L3-baNHfj9c

I CRIED FOR YOU by Katie Melua

 

WHISPERS

 

Whisper to me the sounds of Spring; comfort me with flowers

and every lovely little thing will fade away like sea mist

on the breeze of memories and longing for a soft sweet kiss;

belonging in the arms of someone that you love

and watching gentle raindrops slowly trickle down the window

and gently touch the hand that holds yours in the night;

caressing in sweet slumber the one who brings you peace

and waking in the windswept morning that follows every storm

you find a pillow dented where once his head had lain;

a comforting reminder that all was not a dream

he left before the dawning, but did so without knowing

he fell so deeply into sleep; you never saw it coming

now walk the beach alone; your footprints on the sand,

but feel a touch upon your shoulder where once his hand had been; the sea air settles salt upon the lips that once met his

and tastes of moonlight kisses and dances in the dusk

barefeet swirling softly across the sands of time

a bird flies by your face brushing wing against your cheek

where once he held your face in hands

that promised to be with you until the end of time,

but no-one tells the future what it can and cannot do,

so we seize each precious moment and try to make it last

then we do the best that we can do to leave things in the past

until one morning it is over; this bleakness that you felt;

the sunshine paints a pretty picture; the heartache starts to melt

and you come back again to life with vigour in your step

and look at dusty photographs of that moment when you met,

but now you can let go because you know it's time to carry on

and move on down the future line where he'll always be a part of you until your dying day, but leave until tomorrow; don't give yourself away; take time to be yourself and know that love will come your way again when roses are in flower; blooming pink like candyfloss and counting down the hours;

he'll watch you and protect you and bless you with his love,

but don't forget who lay the stone foundations of your heart;

who waited while you flowered within this solid home

where love resides and never dies; where tenderness lives on;

the legacy he gave to you, you can now pass that along

to the one who waits so silently until he knows you're ready

to begin again and give your heart and know that deep inside

the love you lost and mourned was not the end, but just the start.

 

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