My childhood was full of winding drives

With you.

Past snow capped, crisp mountains

Snuggling close to my warm, red blanket

Talking of nothing and everything

Dreams of traveling the world

Perhaps to beaches with water so crystal clear you can see to the deepest depths

Or Jungles so thick every turn is an adventure

Yet those were only dreams

I moved away from these crisp mountains of my childhood

Away from you.

Conversations became fewer between

Life became different,

No late night talks of dreams, childish dreams, sure

but they were ours;

And that’s all that mattered

Some nights, the aching isn’t noticeable, life goes on after all

Others, I lay in bed contemplating, wishing you were with me

Spending life with you.

Life is short, after all

Shouldn’t it be spent being happy

Sitting by a fireplace, reading the latest novel

Perhaps running in the pouring rain, feeling only bliss

Yet, life is a rollercoaster

It’s full of night’s you think you won’t survive

Hours wasted waiting for the day to end

Perhaps even medication taken simply to survive

You see, life is terrible, yet it’s full of beauty

Sometimes it’s only in the little things

That walk you took after work

The steaming pan of crisp, rich brownies you made on a Sunday afternoon

After all, it’s just life-

So go live, don’t just survive