When the Din of the World Dissapears.

Frost melts
off tree branches,
benches, and
the sun kissed grass.

Light causes
the ice to twinkle
and as I watch,
I fall into you.

No longer
in a park, no longer
alone, but in your
warm arms.

Blissful memories
drown me, envelope me
in light, and the din of
the world disappears.

Blissful memories
turn to tormenting flashbacks,
as light fades to darkness,
and fog begins to fall around me.

My eyes
snap wide open,
realizing where I was
and what just happened.

You are
no longer here, just a
faded memory, but those memories,
who you were, were--are--my whole life.

When memories
fill me and flashbacks take over,
I don't walk away from them,
But continue to revisit them.

Just to
fall into you, into your arms,
I continue to live my life on those memories,
even if I have to live through the nightmare of knowing

it will never happen again.