The Hours

The Hours

I can hear the hours as they melt into days.
One hour passes, then another, and my thoughts are never without hearing your tender voice.
After a noisy day, of other peoples voices that I have heard, comes to a close and I lay my head down.... I realize how many hours have gone past without hearing you.

I can see the hours as they begin to add into days.
As the days go past..and the weeks add up.....I know who you see has nothing to do with me. I realize how many days have gone past without seeing you.

I can feel the hours as they callous my heart.
The feeling of being unwanted and unloved makes my heart bleed. The feeling that so many others might like to have a chance, but my heart won't let them in. My heart has been stolen by a good man. I realize how many days have gone past without feeling your love.

I can touch the hours as they go by.
Doing this chore and that duty, and whatever else falls into the day, makes my hands busy.
My touch is gentle, although somewhat pronounced, my hand would be lucky to fall into yours.
I realize how many days have gone past without touching you.

I can smell the hours as they go by.
Either buying your favorite fragrance or spritzing a perfume on my neck, I can smell the memories that we have shared. I realize how many days have gone by without nuzzling into your strong chest.

I can taste the hours as they go by.
The first cup of coffee in the morning and no email, the coke for lunch and no contact from you, the last cup of coffee after dinner and not having had a phone call and the late night coke at my keyboard, and no mention of sexual chocolate from you. I realize how many days have gone past without tasting your kiss.

I can know the hours as the go by.
Once upon a time, I wasn't scared. I wasn't hurt, I wasn't defensive. As time drifts away, I find myself floating on the dreams and memories of what might have been. I know that my fears could have all been hugged away.
I realize how many days have gone past without you in my life.

I can have many thoughts as the hours go by.
There are many thing that remind me I once had your trust. To care unconditionally, tho filtered through my flaws, my trust, respect and love for you is strong.
I realize how many days have gone past without your thought of these.

I can cry during the hours as they go by.
Regrets have lead to solitude. Misjudgments have lead to loneliness. Doubts have lead to pain.
Forgiveness means everything. Hopefully in time, I will smile once again.
I realize how many days have gone past without being forgiven by you.