Sometimes,
I am so very aware,
That I am the only one,
Moving through my life.
So alone.
I know things that no one knows,
Should ever know,
Hopefully, will never know.
Sometimes,
I touch on the understanding of life
Then it is gone.
I know it was there.
I know that it exists.
But I am left
With an echo,
And knowledge,
That I am not supposed to understand.
Still I want to capture that moment,
When it comes,
And hold it
A little longer.
And when I think of you,
I want to hold it a little longer
I want to hold you a little longer
Than life allows.
(5.10.8 Inner Thoughts)
Heather Z. Hanna
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sometimes-148/
