Once again alone i sit with nothing to comfort me but the beat of my own heart. Will we ever find our way back? Not just back to each other but back to the way that everything was before we parted. The freedom to just sit around and talk or just to drop everything and go for a walk.I would give anything just to feel her warm touch just one more time, yet i know that she is on the other end of the line. Knowing that she is wanting the same as I. So how could something seem so simple yet be so hard, or when you try so hard you are only turned down. To make the possible seem as the impossible, or the reachable the unreachable. But when the place to start is no further than in your heart. When you look deep inside and learn what is missing then you have found a guide. When a lesson to learn is yet to be taken then you have nothing more than to fight with yourself. Not with her but with yourself, since it is you that has a problem with you. No matter how much love you are trying to give to her, if you can't deal with the pain and agony that lies within then there is no love to give. When the touch of your hand begins to feel as nothing more than a touch from a cold stranger. Yet once you have learned your lesson and begin to understand her as she wants to be understood is when you begin to regain the warmth of your touch which she has been longing for. With the time that u have spent by yourself you begin to learn lessons that you thought that you would never learn, but when you get the chance to be back with her you begin to understand everything that you have been told and begin to understand the lessons that you have learned. For time is the only true healer. Once you get back with her you begin to remember all of the things that you thought you were beginning to forget and all the things that you have been hoping and yurning for have all returned. Not all at once but once givin the chance old memories begin to make new memories and the touch that you have been waiting for seems worth all of the time that you have spent waiting.
