How many people change your life? Can you remember their names? How many lives have you changed?
How do you know that as someone is dying they still remember your face as the pivotal moments of their existence flash before their eyes?
When I lie dying I know that I will remember you. Your smell, your smile. The way you touch your face and gesture as you talk. I did not understand Love or realise what it meant until I was with you then without you. You are a pivotal part of my existence, and it terrifies me to think, to know, that I will lose you, and that one day you will belong to someone else. But I know that this was MY choice, MY decision.
So I should not act, or react. I should empty myself, my life of you. Stop mourning, and let go...
"Until now, I knew this of myself That if you had thrown yourself down Into
the lion’s den My..."
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Until now, I knew this of myself
That if you had thrown yourself down
Into the lion’s den
My brother I’d follow you in
Perhaps I lack some foresight (shou...
7 years ago
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