Chasing The Sun

Driving to her was the easiest choice of my life.

And,

    Driving away from her is the hardest thing I’ll ever have to do . . .

She wants to own a bookstore some day.

  I think I’ll build one for her,

      And wait . . .

I don’t know if I am strong enough to leave.

   I’d rather believe

    That some day,

      In some way,

       We will be together again.

         Yes, 

           I’d rather live in a convenient delusion,

          Then accept our fate.

. . .

Please excuse me as I am become an alcoholic again,

     I need something to kill what I’m feeling within.

. . .

Don’t go chasing the sun, my son,

    You’ll never be able to catch her.

And don’t go chasing the moon, little dove,

     He’ll leave you when he shouldn’t.

And to my love, 

    Remember,

     December will end.

      All feelings will pass. 

       It just takes time. 

And to myself,

    Don’t be too prideful

     To ask for help. 

CH 12/14/25