Friday, October 31, 2008

Nostalgic

How did this happen?
How did it get like this?


We were so happy,
we used to laugh and smile,
now we sit in silence and frown.
I still remember out first kiss,
I can picture everything,
it's almost as if
my mind is a photo album.

It was the end of the day, and I saw you at the door,
you smiled and asked if I wanted to hang out for a while.
stunned, the only thing that came out of my mouth was
"SURE!"
we walked behind the school,

and had a snow ball fight.
I lost of course, but only on purpose.
It was getting darker,
and the wind was picking up.
the snow was falling.

You decided we would spin in circles,
I was amazed that you knew it was
one of my favorite things to do.
though I found out later you just decided to do that.

The first time we stopped, you rested you forehead on mine,
My mind was racing, and my heart was pumping so fast,
I couldn't process my thoughts.
we spun again,
yet this time when we stopped,
you did the same thing,
but tilted your head and pressed your lips
on mine.


Do you remember that night?
I do, and I always will...


Now it seems
as though that happened such a long time ago...
it feels like such a distant memory.
As we sit here,
divided,

tears bursting from out eyes,
what is there left for us here?
How do we move on from this cold dark spot.
Perhaps if we close our eyes and
clasp our hands together,
take a deep breath,
and pray for these dark days
to fade away,
and in their absence
let the life back in.

We can overcome this,
if we try.
It is said,

you don't know what you've got until it's gone,
this may not always be right,

but I have fallen victim to this very saying.
Almost losing you,
has cut me deeper and any knife could,
almost losing you has changed me in many ways.
Mostly for the better.

I hope we can move on form here,
I would very much like to.
Just know how much I love you,
just know I am different now,
just know I have changed for the better.
Please believe in my,
believe in us.
I hope you know how much,

I love you.

Morgan.E.Doowrah
©2008

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