Tuesday, August 10, 2010

querencia, I

You said that it was nice not to be so alone but there is a world out there to discover, a good life to live, and God knows, a greater love to find.
But you are the only truth that I know. I confessed. You were my voice when mine faltered;

In my hands you laid your heart out.

I sought comfort in your arms when no one else won't give a damn.

Hush, now. You said. It'll be alright.
We parted with a silent understanding; I let go, only to hold on to the notion that I'll always have You to go back to. It never made it any easier. Whoever said goodbyes don't hurt,

never tried saying goodbye to You.