It might be a dream but its better than having nothing.
I’ve felt that emptiness and its souls destroying.
Sucking you dry until all that remains is a void.
Leaving such a wound is pitiful by choice.
Giving up without risking makes me feel carved open.
Only letting in a trickle means its barely a token.
Might as well deny yourself any chance of happiness.
Cause that is what you are deciding.
Take a gamble, it might pay off.
Hold those close even if its not written in the stars.
Reciprocity doesn’t have to be received.
Sometimes all you need is to have another in which to believe.
Hold to your chest.
Memory can be best.
Smile on their face.
A flutter from your times and place.
Fleeting or so much more.
Doesn’t matter if you feel warm.
Sense of caring, wishing them well.
Their importance is all that matters now.
Take a gamble, it might pay off.
Hold those close even if its not written in the stars.
Reciprocity doesn’t have to be received.
Sometimes all you need is to have another in which to believe.
Call them friend, acquaintance or family.
Sometimes they are all three.
But if they aren’t it changes not one thing.
For if they matter then they are everything!
Simon A Jackson - Writer 