You and I
Started years ago. High school
Infatuation. Lovers that we’d never be able
To make. We proceeded to drift
And fade into on another’s lives.
One day you just shut that door-
I walked out. You kissed me.
You moved. I left.
Winter. Green and autumn again
Time and kisses-
You’re calling me once more.
And this time I’m swearing to myself-
Bidding myself to pay attention
Be present this time
And stay there.
Willing to be your ever after
But not so sure
I can keep you there
Alive. Wanting and needing,
I keep moving on.
Sunday, October 19, 2008
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