Golden-hued memories of fading love still warm in my hands, the photos in soft focus and full of sparkling light. Soft breezes on sun-kissed skin, old music on the radio as we look out at the blue horizon shaded by palms along the beach-- a Dean Martin sunset in Kodachrome splendor. Your small hand held tightly in mine as we walk on clouds seeing only each other a timeless moment that slips away too fast. Memories of a future not yet here, of things as they should be, the way we should be though my own shadow frightens me-- what more the days ahead? The weight of necessity, the burden of waiting and being too far away is so heavy, hope is battered yet still alive. Even as I sink into restless sleep, forever traveling alone from one nightmare to another your love is there guiding me home to the tender promise of your waiting arms. Some days I can't breathe, but it's all right-- I'll carry on always and smile when I think of you. Inspired by Patsy Cline's song, Faded Love. For my Juliet...mahal kita ng sobra aking magandang asawa.