I remember it well...the lights, the cold, the warmth...the fun...the smile...the excitment...the power...the pain..

Once upon a time there was a girl who wanted to make a trip to a new world...and she went...the fear of the unknown...the smiles at reception...the walking of feet...the food...the music...the smiles...the fireworks....

once upon a time there was a girl who wanted to feel something and so this world became a new beginning of a year or more of time...the water...the roses...the shower...the couches...the movies...the walking...

once upon a time there was a girl...who had to turn around and go...and the sadness of ending...and loneliness of time..boxed up waiting to go.....I will never forget you Chicago.....

I turned and looked one last time...as the bus pulled away...goodbye Chicago...the lights all blinked farewell...

THE END

FS

Your memory of her...the love you had...you met online 6 years ago...got married within the year...no children due to her family history...but then...4 years later...she gets the cancer...the cancer that takes her...you watched for a year...watched her try to be yours...but she was leaving...piece by piece...she surrounded herself with angels..they gave her peace...gone...she is gone now...you died...you lost your love...you did not eat..you started to disappear..I look around at what is behind...the angels...they are still there...exactaly the same...the pandas, the puppys...the lace...the woman...she is still there...but you...are gone...the shell that is the man...she would want you to move on...but yet....she is so much in your day that no one can find you....look into my eyes...you are so sweet...you remind me of her....lets sit and talk about her...hold my hand....kiss my lips...remember me...come back to life she says to you...it is time......she feels the love...the pain...don't let it hurt you...tears....make it better..

Long awaited voice became two words...a simple way to say goodnight but felt so special..goodnight sweetheart....the day I first heard you...can I call you? Yes.....you have my number....is that really what he is called? Yes....why? I just thought you were kidding...your voice...where is the from...far away but always here...do you like it? OHh yes my friend....and I will never stop listening to it....I have held to those words...remember me....always..

The dust and grim that belongs with the things...the simple task of placement...time has done a damaging thing...and yet there is no way to fix what is there...the box is now full but anger it did bring....to touch of anothers special things...the danger it holds is far less important...than the issue of privacy..explosions and threats...looking for reasons to go...the box holds too much power...I hope you learn to let go....of thinking of others and the ways of dysfuntion....why is one simple wish so hard? This one box holds right now all the answers.....it tells me that soon I must go.

You do it again and again....why are you sad? There is no sadness in me...why do you ask? The shaking of heads and the comments withheld...that is all I can do as I want it to go. All this is, are words that I owe....all that I feel is being a fool...find them...whatever they are...agism is what your wish is...I take my bow. Enjoy the day...until the end....this is the day that may be the end.