If I Could By Heather Ann Weber Its like I see you all the time, Your face, your eyes, your rare smile To catch a glimpse of you is a celebration. A personality so subtle, I can see the design. It seems so simple, but complex in every way Some see a monster, cold and vengeful A man corrupted of his past, dreaming “And so the nightmare begins” The cold dark prison you surrendered to Empty, hollow walls on every side The punishment of a sin you never committed. Its amazing how the choice of a single person Can corrupt the life of another for eternity. I wish I could tell you, or say… “Its not your fault…” or “the sin was not yours to take…” But my words to exist in that world of yours My thoughts are ideas that are flawed and forgotten How can I care for someone that is only thought? And yet, I seem to feel his heartbeat next to mine. If I could touch you once, I… I would life in my soul, with the hope of touching you again Do I really love you? Or am I just lonely? Or do I want to shield you from the evil, The darkness of the hollow loneliness. Sometimes I think I’m already gone, But the courage you send me keeps me going. I can hear you, no, my thoughts of you Telling me to “Be strong! Don’t loose hope!” However I don’t know how long these, Beautiful words that give me the light of hope, Will keep me alive and thinking like myself. But why prevent MY darkness? What is so damn special about me? When you were locked away, body and mind, Did you sense me as well? That kindred spirit? Am I the reason you go on? If I could touch you, my world, Would savor the sweet joys I could bring it. The hearts of the heartless, soul-filled enigmas.