She Remembers...

Someone beautiful once told me that many will forget what you say or do but they will never forget how you made them feel.  Hang around this man long enough...you'll understand it too.

She has chosen to ignore it all and do her best to live her life.  She has chosen a double-edged sword whose cut is deep and maiming.  She has chosen to forget for the very same reason she doesn't want to remember...it hurts too damn much.  She cries at times because of the contention within her heart and mind.  She is in love with someone she cannot have.  Not because he doesn't want her...but because he cannot hold on to her the way she is deserving to.  You see his hands never really healed right.  After tasting such a thing; she is right to stay away and she is right to say hello.  The choices left to her.

For the understanding man...there is no confusion.  He knows he cannot turn the sun black or pick at the stars in the heavens no matter how much he prays or wishes.  He knows where his heart is and it has long since surrendered to love.  He cannot nor will he fight it but he will do his best to be responsible with it.  His struggle at times leaves him believing that the best option is to leave it all behind but it's hard to walk away from greatness.  He will always remember those that stand afar, those that stand near and those that are just not sure where they should stand...if at all.

"after coming home late one night, he staggered into his room, took off his clothes and laid next her.  His eyes not fully open, he began to feel her side of the bed and found relief at the touch of her shoulder"

She remembers...