The world goes on and on. It never tires of emptying itself just to patch all the pieces back like nothing happened. Then everywhere you look you see lives full of hopes and dreams and tomorrows. Beautiful.
But I never lost sight of the streets that scream of lost yesterdays, I never missed a beat of the hotel rooms and restaurants that play a lonesome song of all that could have been, I never failed to see the stars that posed to be the only witnesses to secret love stories so great they would take anybody's breath away.
There are secrets found in silence, memories that radiate through empty rooms and seats where blood and flesh leave a tendril of what their hearts believed was the actual whole.
When lost in the middle of the beginnings and the ends, where does one stand?
Somewhere, there are cheating hearts that hurt and break and celebrate all at the same time. Somewhere in a sleeping town a woman lies in bed with the man she loves. And in the middle of the city, within the embrace of the succulent beats of downtown - a young hear is raging.
My heart is raging.
No i do not dream of the man who takes every woman's breath away - i remember him...
In telling you the story of how it all began, i try in earnest to find the way to say goodbye. I share the choices i made for the sake of my heart's reason. The happiness, and the consequences that i may have to pay.
I found peace and warmth in those arms.
I saw a piece of heaven in those eyes.
And I have learned that a kiss can indeed, in all its passion, save a soul.
