How can a soul be measured?.... Maybe by money, friends, deeds, love?.....

As we sit here under this bright lighted sky of stars, the world.... our world... seems to stop, our hearts beat making the sound of love. Our hands, lips, and bodies making love in ways that can never be faked or remade, for our kind of love seemed to good to be true, but true it was... Love that defied reason, logic, and every rule of the world, because for us, the only rule that rained supreme was love...

For such a rule to exist is forbidden, ignoring time and space... True bliss being so forbidden that not every soul is able to hold it in the hands of their heart, and those who are lucky to experience it know that the power it holds is too great for even the heart to contain. Since time seems to stop, and love ignores all rules of time and space, once it's gone, you still want it... You try to hold on even tho you know you should walk away, but you can't... Loves power holds a trance over you even when it's being threatened or has passed by...

Time moves along normal again, but being scarred by loves great power, time tho moving normal seems to go too fast; Randomly jumping from fast to pausing once the forbidden memories come to thought... The heart plays a different song now, and the rules are lost. Hope escapes your minds eye, reason is no longer trusted, regret fuels you...

There's so much to care about, but at this point you can't think of anything while with every breath your heart chips away and life is expelled like an open wound. The feeling of your throat choking, eyes watering over... Holding in the screams of your souls true words, ready to use the regret and unsettled anger, building the pressure.... IT FEELS LIKE THERE'S NO OTHER WAY, NO ONE UNDERSTAND THIS EXACT PAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIN!!!!

* tightly closes eyes, bows head, while breathing hard, hands clintched, tears seaping throught the cracks of hurt from the eyes *

Every second the eyes are closed, a silent, and thunderous battle rages mentaly; Fighting relentless immortal memories from all angles, with your heart and soul as sword and shield... How can this battle be won?

* A sense of calmness and resolve untightens your muscles as you open your eyes *

This war is long but over, Once I have recovered and gained more strength I will return.... I need to become stronger... "Yet, nothing seems to be accomplished you feel this little control over the hurt and anger that silently resides in your heart and soul..." To be continued....

~Angela~