Never stopped loving you?
I had opened just a hint of a peephole To sneak into those memories of yesteryear Taken aback by the tsunami of paintings And motion of live pictures that stormed into my unaware senses You had tiptoed again that day back into my heart With just a simple apology And the futile reminiscing . Oh how pointless And unproductive is was! To recollect those primitive colors Of life we had known The two of us together And yet never near enough The bond that had slid between our fingers Like sand slipping helplessly from the gaps Of shaky, sad hands Your rage and doubts and mistrust My tears and fears and screams It hit me hard that day When I read you again How desparately I had loved you With the intensity and emotions I could never put into words As if each pining breath of mine Depended on each loud beat of your heart And yet we could never hear eachother Or trust one another The color of our love was red Like the blood dripping from separated eyes The color of our love was crimson Like fir...