Where did we go wrong

We started off out of nowhere 

And came to a place of near perfect understanding

Through our pros and cons against the back drop of many a friend who wondered 

Where this would all lead… 

Reminiscing in time 

The journey has lasted many a days than most predicted 

With all our flaws we stood strong cheering at each others failure and success as cheerleaders do… saying to each other it will all get better… 

They pointed out fingers and yelled out abuses drawing the lines to present our imperfections making each of us feel we were the devils incarnate and unfit for each other a pal… 

Our goal was simple and our cause justified 

Ours was a tale of shear determination and a hunger to succeed and to prove doubters wrong inspite of our different up bringing our story was our motivation and ourselves our pride… 

No matter the rains the summer must still come… 

I’m catching a deep breath hoping summer is a long way off and hoping it would rain forever but my umbrella can take but a few drops of the precipitation leaving me in a state of quagmire… lest to say Phantasmagoria … 

Reaching out to fate to fetch what she holds for me is not an option but an opinion my thoughts are wondering about giving her the nourishing she long craves for… making me want to ask the question were did we go wrong ? 

A thousand questions are running through my thoughts like an athlete triggering his adrenaline I’m high on my thoughts… 

One thing I’m saying is 

Is all well with me… no is all well with you ?

I’m standing in front of a mirror but see no images could it be that my vision is impaired… ? 

I’m walking down the road I see no shadows 

All I see is images of a mirrage fading away like flashes of lightenings …

I’m loosing it like what I’m I imagining? 

This was not what we were supposed to be I’m going speechless… 

I’m raining tears like a flood of a river escaping her banks 

Wake me up when my tears are dried 

And when my eyes can dream no more 

To tell me it’s just a Deja Vu 

I’m silent yet soliloquising in audible snore 

The misdemeanor of my countenance says it all …

We watched and stared in despair
Hoping this could all disappear
For our greatest fear was far and near
I wish this could not be a tear 

My silence is eloquence but my eloquence is not silent hoping we would not come to the place where it all began to ask ourselves this question… 

Where did we go wrong?