| | These moments always come too late, after all the screaming, yelling, and crying; the damage, already done. But these reflection periods are my best moments; you may not appreciate how delayed they are, but I promise, you will appreciate their effects. These moments are the ingredients to a miracle, a reawakening of something long gone, something you thought dead. But I'll prove you wrong. I'll make a miracle happen. My heart beats slower and steadier now, falling back in sync with the rhythms of life. My mind is clearer now, emerging from the fog of bitterness and selfishness. As trees reach to the sky, I will too, but I cannot do it alone. Take my hand, hold it tight, and leap with me. I'll turn to you and say, "Doesn't the moon look beautiful tonight?" And you'll kiss my cold lips and say "yes", your acceptance of my apology.
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| | Posted 10/17/2009 3:39 AM - 59 Views - 16 eProps - 9 comments
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