The moments in between...

I saw you today, whether it was real or not I suppose I'll never know.  The moment came and passed like something from the dreams I used to have when we were together.  I miss those dreams, like I miss you, it's been so long since I've felt for someone like that.  I wrote our story one night, but like the letters we never sent to each other, I'm sure it will collect dust in a corner somewhere.  I took those letters out the other day, I love that I loved you so much, and at the same time I love that I hated also.  The only thing those moments of hate stood for were reminders of why I can never live without you, you were my everything.  I went for a walk the other night, seems I have been doing that a lot lately, but as I was walking thru the rose garden I was thinking about the time you told me that you hated to recieve flowers because they reminded you of death, something about once they start to bloom they are dying.  Maybe we blossomed back then, we'll never know, but that is how I feel, like maybe we did, and now we're just dying.  Or maybe your already dead to me, but I just can't let the memories go.  Maybe I don't want to, I just wish I could make some sense of it all.  Until I know however, I do still love you, as I always have and I'll wait, not forever, but for now, I'm still here...