Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Time

The time came. Then it passed. Looking around the room, there is nothing that tells me you were ever here. Except for that weird warm feeling in the upper left corner of my stomach. It reminds me that you exist. That you are maybe thinking of me as hard as I am thinking of you. And that you maybe miss me as much as you say you do.

Often times I think that I dreamed the whole thing up. That my mind has finally decided to quit on me and go for a vacation at the Caribbean. Most of it sounds like a book, or a movie, or something that my imagination would throw on the griddle for me to drool over. But I know I have not lost sanity. Not yet anyways.

I have been inspired. By your honesty, your cockiness and your courage to dream.

Dream big.
 
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