Sometimes

[NeverMore]

Sometimes when I sit alone at night
when you are all that is
my mind wanders to a place
where today has our dream
place that are far from me
lands of what should be
words of what should have been
thoughts of what could have been
knowing there are places waiting
where our hearts should be now
where they just do not seem to go
for life is full of tomorrows
todays that once were yestardays
many dreams for many people
that wanted to be true
now as I sit and wait
clouds gather round
the fears of days slipping away
that never can come again
the wait the days the years
all go by so slow so fast
to long this longing drifts
to long this empty home sits

[angel]

yuck, thats an icky place to be. Sad. That is very sad. Unique way of showing it. I liked your part of the tomorrows and yesterdays.

[bloodredtears]

words of what should have been
thoughts of what could have been

so many times in life we dwell on the shouldves and couldves....because many times life would be happier if we had....great piece!