This late Spring weather is not giving way to any summer like patterns, only daily lot of a heavy misty morning cool, and damp, then the over casted gray day lingers. There is breeze that blows by stirring the leaves of the trees and creating dust devils.
Feeling the emptiness of the day even the birds have finished singing their melodies. The quiet is disturbing only the beat of my heart can be heard to my straining ears.
Standing alone on this hill as I gaze about the neighboring landscape. My eyes look upon the dancing sways of the trees to the rhythm of the wind. My memories begin to flood my mind and beginning of the soft aches begin to turn into a throbbing pain that wells deep in my being as I recapture those forgotten moments of a woman who once held my heart captive.
Then that ugly day comes crashing in my mind, how I came to her with my words that were sharper than any blade I welded in my life.
My voice was soft with a deep determined note that echoed in the empty room that we stood. It was a cold Autumn day and it was gray like today but the winds held a bitter coldness that made the bones ache even more painfully. The beginning of a rain storm was beginning to stir outside and the fire place was burning brightly with a fire that would be better to consumed the wounded soul.
I told her to look into my eyes, face me, face to face. I asked her if this was the end of our union.
I bid her farewell and to be happy and find what is more important for her to fill her life with joy. Could this be my error for simply surrendering her to some other bastards love. I told her that she needed to know that I too loved her like nobody I have ever loved. My actions were filled with honor and did not want to cause her any harm. I did everything to protect her. That morning I awoke very sad to know that you will be walking out of my life. The night slipped by without me sleeping much, I know you will leave and never come back to me. My mornings will become empty and with no meaning to live.
Those many mornings we awaken together to greet a new day with a kiss and the first words uttered declaring our love. All those early morning love making sessions that made our days be held on hold as we spilled our passions into each other's bodies.
Good bye, my love and those memories will be the only blanket that will comfort my soul.