This is my year,

with all it's faults and strengths
a fine year, maybe not so much, but it was mine.

How can I start
maybe with the first day the year gave?

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*2008*

I didn't meet you, but I did get to know you
I got to love you, take care for you, need you
feel you and hold you
I heared your words, colliding with mine
felt the warmth you gave me, saw the smiles that were mine to receive

Looking back, this year was my sweetest one but also the most venomous

cause for everything you gave, all was took again
words became silence, love turned into oblivion
warmth disappeared with the heath of summer and a grasping embrace became a distant memory
and in the end, you were gone
 
Hard words were said,
the hands of time did what they always do
and we let go
But, like I allready said, this was my year
Mine to cherish, with all the good and the bad

03-01-2009 om 22:53 geschreven door Mari