Love I get so lost, sometimes
days pass and this emptiness fills my heart
when I want to run away
I drive off in my car
but whichever way I go
I come back to the place you are
All my instincts, they return
and the grand facade, so soon will burn
without a noise, without my pride
I reach out from the inside
In your eyes
the light the heat
in your eyes
I am complete
in your eyes
I see the doorway to a thousand churches
in your eyes
the resolution of all the fruitless searches
in your eyes
I see the light and the heat
in your eyes
oh, I want to be that complete
I want to touch the light
the heat I see in your eyes
-Peter Gabriel
He was only forty years old when he died...
He was tall, handsome and had dark gray eyes and sandy blondish brown hair.
He made her smile.
He made her laugh.
He was the reason she kept on living.
His name was Michael...Michael Powell.
They met with the others and she didn't even know this name.
He was smart, caring and always had a plan.
He had been though odd jobs and couldn't seem to find his place...
He had been married three times but it didn't work out.
He had children and loved them very much.
He had a smile that could warm her heart and steal it at the same time.
They only had a short time to express their love...but they counted every second of it.
He died saving her life, almost as if that was the only reason he was born on this earth...to save her.
He stayed on the dock and watched her pull away in the sunrise.
and what Ana didn't know was right before she screamed out his name...he knew his place in life...
To love her.