You can't stop my fate with death; it's a shadow around it's just that my ora is a shadow that moves with my presence to blind the date from destiny; we will see what the fog brings though... you can bet on that."
He tells me this as I lay across the miles and hours wishing to be closer easing those fears that keep him slumbering upward in a chair.
He knows the weight of what he carries could easily bury him from my warmth.
"Why do you sleep in that chair?" I ask knowingly but wanting to know the pain from his depths.
I met him in the height of life, snagged day one… damn those eyes. I could pretend I didn't know what he was, but the truth is I saw a need for love. I saw a bit of the same pain In the tone of his voice that escapes mine when I am at my low. I felt a need to be his… even if only for a moment… I wanted to hold him in my heart and breathe life back into what he'd lost. Instead he gave me back my smile… the one I thought to be dead and gone. I'd never laughed so hard as I did when alone with him in my thoughts. Often I'm asked why I fall so easily...so hard… ...