hourglass
tears like rain
like sand
sweeping minutes away
falling
days, now years,
gone.
can it really be years?
didn't think i'd make it a week
we still speak
every day
messages flying faster than sound
faster than my heart beats.
friendly, with a hint of flurries
laughing, flirting to comfort:
yes it's still there, yes I still do, so do I, always? promise? always.
not said, but that's what we mean.
our eyes still spark when we meet
on that blue moon when fate
puts us on the same path.
to see you strolling in, laughing,
knowing it means everything,
catching me when I leap to hug you tight.
given opportunity
however casually
your touch lasts just that second more
a secret gift no one else notices.
wouldn't change the choices we made
given the chance.
life is good the way it is
for you where you are
and for me where I am
but sometimes
when I'm alone and quiet
and still
the tears fall, silent,
and I feel the loss of every grain of sand.
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interesting last line
is it loss of time? Good poem. raskin
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Thank you, Raskin. You have made my day :)
*nods* The loss of time...
Some people never find The One.
I did.
Fate came along way too late in the game, for both of us. Instead of jumping ship and destroying lives, we are good friends...but we both knew how it was supposed to have been.
There's this part of my soul that remembers I came face-to-face with destiny, and walked away.
No regrets...until that rare night when the whole world is asleep, and I'm surprised again by this buried, silent ache, this secret part of me marking every second that has passed since then and grieving for them all.
Ah fate,
I wrote something about that. Choices, free will all that sometimes comes at a cost. I like to say with great gifts comes great payment. Sounds as though you made that payment, very touching. There's an old poem that has the line " to see the world in a grain of sand" sometimes I think in life there are those experiences that seem small but acutally they aren't. Got me thinking. raskin