If you're not careful, it all slips away like sand.

[sabrinaseyes]

She captured him with her camera
where he stood in front of the crisp white sheet
his wrinkled face held the darkest parts of the black and white film
That's where tears ran down and made valleys
she knew what it was like
to know the pain of when
they go away and never return
as she stood, camera in hand
she looked at his house as it leaned
solitary on a hill
and she knew that he knew
(two solitary figures on a hill)
what it was like to be truly alone
"She left me,"
he told her
"Here's my heart, O take and seal it"
she sang
she sang as she closed her eyes
and they shut on her cold fair cheeks
where life doesn't love her anymore.
"I kissed her,
and my love, my girl
she didn't kiss back
And I made pools of tears
in her hair where I wept
I wept because now I am nothing."
He walks with aching steps to the lone house on the hill.
He is old, he is stooped, he is happy.
"Any day, I'll go and see her."
He sits on the worn bench where he waits
where he has waited for years.
Because one day he'll go and meet her.
And he'll open her heart like he did
when he kissed her
when she was young
and he was young
and life loved them both the same.