Weren't there?

  There were good times. There had to be...uncontrollable laughter or smiles or hands upon sweaty hands. Cheeks upon softer sweeter familiar cheeks. Kisses weren't there kisses..somewhere. In the park, or out front in the school yard. How about when we said our prayers at night.
  What about the funerals. All of those tears shed for those whose names we had to look on the service cards to  be able to spell to write the countless thank you cards to people we were hardly thankful to have seen.
  Did I know them. Did we share those unspeakable moments in the sunshine? So much gray. I see so much gray some days. Varying shades of charcoal sketched visions of what should be colorful vivid memories. Silver...Is that a shade of gray? Where was that silver lining? lighting the way to new days, or paths or hands to shake. To bright eyes and silly smiles.
 We're here together but we're lonely. We're standing side by side yet vastly miles and miles apart in the way our internal clocks keep the time of how long that's past since we've been present in these moments.
  I know there were. I just know it. I can hardly remember, but I will ALWAYS refuse to forget.