BrentJago

We were there. Standing at the precipice. Waiting to jump. And when we did. There was no way back. The truth revelaed. The damage done. Bitter sweet. Now I am alone. Here in the desert of endless thought. I see you though. Not real. For real is only a memory. Like a shadow. A mirage in my minds eye. Here in the desert of endless thought. I run across its cracked earth. Searching for you. Your image. Your scent. Your touch. But I know that you are not here. Only a shadow. Only a memory. Here in the desert of endless thought. But maybe one day I can escape. And find my way back to you. To your touch. To your heart.