Writing amongst the fallen wonders.
"What do we live for?"

She whispers,

Then a mere misguided whimper.
I mistake her pain for pleasure...

"Beauty,
Contrast.
Dreams, hopes and lovers.
Knowing and unknown.

Destiny and all that lies in between."

She strokes my cheek.
Her eyes are glazed over,
I grow weak and weary of these hypothetical conversations we've had so many times before.

I'm still so unsure of
Why we wait
Why we pray

Why we need

Why we feel
Why we love

Oh how I love!

A murmured voice reigns clearly in the background of my shadowed mind,

A voice so familiar and encouraging...

"Don't fail me now, sweetheart"

I GLOW.

I glow like I always did, but this time I know.

I am being followed in footprints he set out for me to follow.