One day there it was, our love.  
Just like a shadow.
Like a quick whisper, but strong and so defined.
It came like the morning, sure and something to depend on.
It matched every part of my being, 
It traced all that I was.

I didn’t see it coming.
Didn’t plan on it.
Didn’t even ask for it’s existence.
It just was.

Shadows come and we don’t even notice.
They fly in with the light.
They follow us and keep up the pace.
We take them in, accept them and move on through life.
So was our love.

If only I had realized that with the night, like my shadow, it would be gone.
Would I have wanted it to stay?
As I saw the night descending would I have followed the sun around the world?
What would I do to keep the shadow of love?
How far will I go?
Would I have run to keep up?

I’ll never know, because just like the lonely dark night, it came..
My shadow of love is gone.
Like Peter Pan, my shadow was ripped from me.
Will I chase after it like Peter Pan?
Why didn’t I see it tearing away?
Why does the loss of my shadow hurt so bad?
Why aren’t there gaping holes where it was ripped from me?
 

I pray for tomorrow, for the sun shine.
I want my shadow back.
Please Tinker Bell and Wendy, bring the needle and thread..
Make the knot tighter so it will stay put this time.
I promise I will stand ever so still as you stitch me whole again.

As night falls, I listen, frightened  and alone.
Is that wings I hear?
It is hard to see the iridescent wings in the night.
Hard to make out the shadows.
 

No, No, tonight I will be here alone in the dark.
Without my shadow of love to keep me company.
But maybe tomorrow, with the morning sun.
Peter Pan and I will be whole again with our shadows.
Whole to soar and fly, once again in the “Never Never Land” of Love.
 

Written and felt by:
RoadWidow