| — | Mycroft Holmes |
5/24/12 Weathervane.
With the push and pull
Of the wind
My thoughts turned again
To you
They hadn’t strayed very far
So you came rushing back
With the wind
And I was thinking
How if you were here
You wouldn’t be beside me
Because this wind
Would have called you away
And then
The next day
You would tell me about the wind
How it felt
Pulling you wherever you wanted
You would probably show
Me a scratch or two
That the wind had
Given you
And I would smile
And understand your love
Of the wind
That’s why I love the wind
Because you love the wind
And you say that I’m gonna be okay.
And yeah, I’m gonna be okay.
But it doesn’t seem that way.
No love, not today.
And yeah, I’m gonna be okay.
But it doesn’t seem that way.
No love, not today.
“
| — | Eisley, Ambulance |
There’s only one thing impossible. That’s to love… and to part
“
| — | E.M. Forrester, A Room With A View |
5/22/12 Doorway.
Your doorway
Was dark
Like it never was before
I wish you had shut your door
So I couldn’t see
The emptiness inside
A constant reminder





