Tuesday, August 5, 2008

Good-bye?

"Good-bye?"
When will that last goodbye escape my lips? Those last words I hope to say and yet here I stand above your grave. I say it everyday and mean it in a moment. I walk away everyday and the remnants of those dead days lingers on my face. When will that last goodbye escape my lips? Like the moment you drift to sleep, never knowing when it happens; you just fall into the darkness in a peaceful tumble, sinking away from reality, resting peacefullly until those dreams remind you. When will that last goodbye escape my lips?
-Armando Torres

2 comments:

Casey quinn said...

Great piece of writing. Certain topics are always easy to pull out emotion but you do a good job of completing it with so few words. Nice work!

Kelly said...

you are very talented, FLy.

~Kelly

http://www.30somethingandsearching.today.com/