Fading Image

by

Heather Nicole Luther

An image impressed on the mind
Is one that should forever last,
But eventually it becomes nothing more than
A fading image about the past.

The image is one that is
Happy and true,
And it is one that we should be able to
Look back on and never be blue.

We remember the good times that
We all shared together,
But these memories become images
That grow lighter than a feather.

The smiles, the laughs
And the cuteness and the love---,
All of this sent to us by our
Little gift from above.

But everyone knows that nothing
Good lasts forever,
So to make the best of the time you have together
Would be ever so clever.

No matter how hard you try
The "good" just won’t last,
Because everything good is deprived from you
And is shattered like a blast.

When the good is all gone
And everything becomes sad,
It hurts so deeply to know it
That it only makes you mad.

Losing one so close to you
Can almost rip out your heart,
And it hurts because you know
That you and them are far apart.

Never being able to touch them
Or see them again now---,
The only thing you’re left with is
The simple question, how?

Everything was going great
And you never expected this blow,
You thought you’d have tomorrow too
And that they’d never go.

Being departed from one
That you love so much,
I don’t think I can compare it
To anything of the such.

Being hurt is a normal feeling
But it does slowly fade away,
And we shouldn’t be so jealous and greedy
That we end up regretting what we say.

Love is probably the most
Powerful feeling of them all,
And it hurts more than anything to
Lose them and not be able to recall.

Once they’re gone it
Gets hard to remember them,
And the vision of what they looked like
Becomes a faded image and gets dim.

Mentally you can remember
Most anything you try to,
But the mental block that’s placed there
Only blocks out the clues.

You remember their look and
Their eyes and their face,
But it becomes faded and blurry
And deteriorates at its own little pace.

But no matter what happens
Or whatever keeps you apart,
You know that that loved one
Will forever be in your heart.

So, we shouldn’t be so selfish as to get mad
Because we’ll never see them again,
Because to always love, remember, and never forget them
Is never ever considered a sin.

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