capillary waves

The ripples of sadness fill my center consumes my days for the storms and clouds fill my rivers from which I cup splashing my face with a cold burning rush often wondering why I’m clouded with such sorrow haunted with tenderness my hands are filled with scars my nails cracked with dirt I wonder why I miss them so much why my head fills with the past it's easy for blame and hate to shadow my sky’s edge for a smile slowly begins to form I can feel such pain I know I felt such love the loss I had experienced isn’t an alar to a path but a memory I am glad to hold if I now can look back on the past I see it was a moment to remember you once filled my past time with your joy the pain still hurts. Still, it’s a hurt that stings of you isn’t that a sweet thing to remember I hold those feelings with love and remorse, for I knew I loved you. What a beautiful, sad feeling to have loved and to have been.