A very stong
Swimmer.
In fact,
I almost
Drowned twice
In my youth.
When I was
With you,
However,
I felt like
I could swim
The English Channel.
You brought out
The best in me,
Challenged me
To face my fears,
And made me believe
There was nothing
I could not
Accomplish.
Holding your hand,
Our fingers intertwined,
I felt your courage
As it seeped
From your heart
Into my bloodstream.
When I looked
Into your eyes,
I saw your belief
In me,
And I never wanted
To let you down.
You had faith in me,
At a time
When others
Acted like
I didn’t even exist.
But now you’re gone.
You’ve left me.
To chase your dreams.
With a push from me,
The boy
Who believed
In you,
Who had faith
In you,
Who knew
You were meant
For bigger things.
There’s a distance
Between us now.
One wider than
The English Channel,
And I’m drowning
In loneliness
And heartbreak
On my side of it.
If only
I had the courage
To swim to you.
But I’m desperately afraid,
And I’m a terrible swimmer.
Without your love
To keep me afloat,
I’m certain to drown,
Sink to the bottom
Of the channel,
Along with my hopes
And dreams
Of a future
Together
With
You.
That one made my eyes leak
Hopefully, it didn’t cause enough leakage to fill The English Channel…
No, nothing like that
Sad, Austin.
If she won’t talk to me, then I am going to express my feelings on the blog to get them out of my head…
Yeah, well, this was pretty raw stuff, my friend. I’m hurting with you.
Thanks…
Every now and then you bring a tear to my eye….
Good to hear. 🙂
Sorry you’re hurting.
Thank you.
i’m sorry, austin.
Thanks, Beth. 🙂
Very deep .. and as I read this I could feel your hurt .. my heart goes out to you.
Thanks. The blog can be very therapeutic at times. 🙂