I sit alone in the stairwell, crying, missing, loving, the we, that once was, that has dwindled away into mere nothingness of sand, dust, sea spray misting, misters of summer love, refreshing, cool, protecting us from Florida harsh heat, heat that filled our mind, consumed our love, burned into a solo little spark. The embers are red, orange like tempers, hearts, sun that slowly disappears from the sky, rising for lovers on the other side of the world, the scope, the path, the circle that is always round, May true love begin and never have an end. Impress, choose, surround, love everyday. The coals are cooling, fading away, sensation, loss, broken, lay awake, bitter nights, hearts that know, we lost the fight.
Confused and afraid please say I am wrong, help me find the way back home.
Much Love 💜Much Life