I still dream of you.

I still think about you.

If only you could come out of the dream world, and meet me here.

If only I could love you for an eternity.

If only we weren’t split by time, by mind, by heart, and by space.

If only we walked down the other path, the one where the trees shaded us and shielded us from the wind.

If only you came with me and sat down by me on the bench.

But, I watched you walk away.

I watched you walk right past the bench, past me; and down a path I’d never seen before.

I guess my eyes were too fixated on you, to see where you were already headed, already in motion.

And as I kept my eyes fixated on you, even still, watching the back of your head exit my view…

I cried, and smiled as you departed, as I knew fully you carried the bliss of the sky with you wherever you went.

How many other hearts will be able to enjoy by your presence, down that road; who am I to say?

Words will never do it justice, the longing I feel, as I still sit here on this bench after all kinds of weather… wondering ever, if it’s possible for your path to loop back around to this bench in the park.

But, as strongly as I know I must leave this bench and depart on my own path, so too do I yearn to stay.

If only.

If only, I could see your face coming towards me, just one more time.

Another Tomorrow,

A different Tomorrow