The closer I get the more the stars on the canvas become houses on the hill.

I want you to take a moment and capture your breath.
“This is how it’s supposed to be,” she thought.

“Why don’t you ever kiss me like that anymore,” she asked aloud.
She wore this sort of lost look in her eyes.

Now I want you to take a moment and capture your gasp.
The soft one you just took with that faint, lost look in your eyes.
“Why would he write about this?
Could he really remember?
I asked him with all I had left.”

I will never forget.
This is where the movie climaxed.

It didn’t end much longer after that.
I’ll always remember that look in your eyes as if you were grasping me
And yells and screams that seemed to float out of your beautiful mouth to ears that could no longer listen.
Safety.
For safety!
This lifeboat was out to sea.
Too far for your painful pleas.
The signs lived for months prior.
I had sailed away.
Blindfolded it seemed. Deaf to all cries.
Nothing may be salvaged or saved once it’s taken away.
And we were just on the edge of Christmas
Or so it seemed.
Possibly lost in a fairytale
Or a dream,
We woke up.

I want you to take a moment.

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