365 Photo Project :: day 304 december 22 :: letters to Sabrina

Dear Sabrina...all the things that remind me of you.

Poem 2  ::  from Daddy

photo of the day:  slipping away

Long Night

Every minute

I spent with 

you 

was not enough.

Even though,

the seconds

became 

minutes,

the minutes

became hours.

Large glass windows

looking over the city.

After the pushing

and the bleeding

we held you,

as if

you were alive,

you're skin peeling

off

so delicate,

you're life

slipped away,

for us,

still slipping.

There is no moment

more vivid

in my mind

than the 

few

hours, I spent

holding you,

wrapped in a 

blanket,

singing silent

night,

looking over 

the city

as 

it slept,

unaware.

It was a world

away,

a fantasy,

an entire universe,

of time 

with you.

I could 

stay

here, forever.

Eventually 

the morning

would come

and 

I must face

the 

reality, that

you 

are no longer,

here.