leahanne's Journal

I wonder if you know the stirs,
the flutters,
the dreams...
wandering in the dark
alone,
and afraid.
I wonder if you feel the pain,
the aching,
the suspicion...
that you are dying inside
slowly,
and completely.
I wonder if you see the light
bright,
and blinding...
playing to your doubts,
beckoning,
comforting.
I wonder if you hear me
calling,
pleading...
wanting to love you,
completely,
without question.
I wonder if you will return to me
wholly, and
unyielding...
stopping only to breathe
slowly,
in sync,
together...
as one.