Thoughts

I wish I could fall back in time to the first butterflies of movement you shared with me. I wish I could watch that innocent girl, so beautiful, so alive and vibrant. She appears as nothing more than a watermark now, a stain on a white carpet, a nuisance of grief to those who try to move on. I wish I could fall back into the days when life bloomed inside my womb, where the hours were spent in wonderment of Your tiny body. My hopes, the dreams...all a reality, a new experience. I wish I could experience you all over again, rewinding back into those nine months, full of innocence. Now I am a hollow body, a spiritless wanderer, empty. I am relearning this silly thing called life. My eyes are marble, hardly giving anything back. I'm sure I died inside when your heart stopped beating, I'm sure my womb wept in sorrow from the empty silence that prevailed. You slipped away into oblivion, never gracing the world with your cries of life. You were a quiet soul, knowing love in its truest forms, knowing laughter in all its abundance. You knew stories and voices, especially of those who loved you more than time could tell. You never knew pain, you aren't destined to suffer. Your beautiful life was simple, a moment not taken for granted. You are a blessing. Though the black line may fade, though the memories may dull some, you are alive in our hearts.