So heartbroken because he's not here, the sounds that was once laughter are now tears. The heart that once loved so has become recyclable, the once energetic spirit is now lost in the depths of solitude. Isolate me, because I can no longer love him, I wish to sleep on the secluded islands of Broken Promises. He depended on me, I was his backbone&&now he's gone, because I didn't hold him tight enough, I awake in screams from my nightmares. O' the thoughts I wonder, who's loving you as I ponder. I cant wait to get you back, back in my arms again. To hold, caress, to cherish till my last breath. I never knew I could love so much until I found you.
A Poem for Dooney B. Pacino
July 11, 2011