My mind's distracted and diffused

My thoughts are many miles away

They lie with you when you're asleep

And kiss you when you start your day.

And a poem I was writing is left undone

I don't know why I spend my time

Writing poems I don't believe.

And so I have come to doubt

All that I once held as true

I stand alone without beliefs

The only truth I know is you.

i don't know when something ends

unfortunately some must leave us behind as one also must leave all else behind eventually. but even a brief life full of passion, adventure, intellectual growth, love and pursuing the elusive image is a life worth living. i was lucky enough to have known you all too briefly.

trying to learn understanding