Speckles of Time

Do you remember that sunny winter day by the beach? A day when your head rested gently in my lap, Soaking in the sun, Listening to the waves crashing into the shore. A day when I got the chance to finally explore every inch of your face, Your eyebrows, Your ticklish eyelids, Your nose, Your slightly crooked, but voluptuous lips, Your sporadically ginger beard. A day when I got to stroke your hair, And play with your beard, Hours on end. A day when you opened up to me without saying a single word. A day when my heart met yours, And together they sang a tune only the two of us know. A day that marked the beginning of something special. A day when you told me everything without saying anything. A day when sun shone, And sea played. A day when all was, And all was not. A day when we just were.

Sometimes your words, Cut like a thousand knives, Piercing my heart, Both one by one, And all at once. ... I wonder, Will you ever admit it to you? To me? Or will you forever hide and run from it? ... I know you love me and mean well, But your running hurts me. It slowly tears my heart, Until t here will be nothing left to tear. ... I know I don't show it, But there is only that much I can take, Before I become a shadow of a p erson you know. Or worse. A monster you don't. Because once I love, I love hard and deep and give my all. But I expect the same back. There is no in-between or maybe. I want it all. Unapologetically. ... I just hope you wish the same. Because I've cried too many times, And I fear there is only a few left, Before it all turns to dust.