Sometimes Poem by Heather Z. Hanna

Sometimes,
I am so very aware,
That I am the only one,
Moving through my life.

So alone.

I know things that no one knows,
Should ever know,
Hopefully, will never know.

Sometimes,
I touch on the understanding of life
Then it is gone.

I know it was there.
I know that it exists.
But I am left
With an echo,
And knowledge,
That I am not supposed to understand.

Still I want to capture that moment,
When it comes,
And hold it
A little longer.

And when I think of you,
I want to hold it a little longer
I want to hold you a little longer
Than life allows.

(5.10.8 Inner Thoughts)