Spanky McTushy's blog: "Random Writings"

You.....
You are a memory, a mental reflection of what once was
an image in the psyche of a face, the sound of a voice
i hear no words, i don't need to, i've heard them before
the long conversations into the night, about hopes, fears,the past and the future
the hopes that never came real, the future that no longer exists
a different future will come true
a different future for me to the future that becomes real for you
I have a hope for the future, one just for you
that your fears will remain unrealised and that all your hopes and dreams come true