Looking through some photographs, thinking about a sort of digital scrapbook in honor of Erin’s 30th birthday, this Saturday. She only made it to her 13th but time marches on, regardless.
In the years before you broke my heart, I never thought that you could do it
so I never stopped to wonder if you would
in the sunlight of that certainty, I slowly fell asleep
knowing you were close beside me and that everything was good
Now in the dream that came to visit in the time of which I speak
the storm of judgement raged across the land
in a cold and barren dessert we were among the only living
but we faced that road together and we walked it hand in hand
I’m only here to tell that it’s alright now
and that even though you took me from your will
do you ever think about me?
does it ever make you smile?
Did you know I always loved you?
Do you know I love you still?
moon soup 