You are like the wind, ever blowing into my life
And then disappearing like a wisp of a breeze
A touch of a hand along the nape of my neck
A whisper of a name against my ear
A sudden kiss to disarm my lips
The heat of your body when you’re near
Like the wind, you come to me, taking me for a spin,
And just like the wind, you steal away too soon.
what then if he’s not the man
you think he is, this man of your dreams?
what then would you do
when he reveals himself, not at all
like the man you believe he seems
to be on the outside,
the lover you wish for
what if he doesn’t fulfill all that you see in him
for there are certain things
just too hard to ignore
but let me not shatter the dreams you’ve dreamed of
for so long now
the years, they’ve come and gone and you’re still here
but he’s been long gone somehow
gone to fulfill his own destiny,
so far removed from your own
and you’re still here picking up the pieces
I wonder how long you’ve known
that he was never going to be the one for you
the one that your heart has long wished for
for you’ve latched on to nothing but a dream
and now there’s just emptiness
and an open door…
It’s almost a year since you’ve been gone
and I often find myself thinking about you
Remembering the laughter in your eyes
even when everything was falling apart around you.
For so long that I can ever remember,
you always relished your precious freedom
you found the woman who was your equal
while our mother almost lost all reason
So I tried so hard to not be like you,
a man with too many lovers
But I only ended up playing the field,
though my heart was too slow to recover
the way yours always did,
the quick way that you moved on
it was a curse I had to bear,
still loving those so long gone
Sometimes I find myself thinking of your final days
hearing the last words you spoke to me then,
still the distance was too great between us
though I knew we’d never see each other again
So as this year goes slowly by,
the first year of really being without you
but it’s like you’ve been gone long before you were really gone –
Did it feel the same for you, too?
Morrighan's Muse 