I still remember you (Love poem #6)

just a low effort love poem

I still remember you
 although our time was brief.

That summer of twenty-twenty-two
 then you snuck away like a thief.

You could see
 only half of me,
the other half I kept concealed.

Broken parts,
 a string of hearts,
  and places that haven’t healed.

I’ve seen you unclothed
 I’ve seen you unloved
  I’ve seen you dancing in the street.

What if I could hold you now?
 What if, what if, somehow;
  What if we never meet?

 

I suppose you have forgotten me,
 that’s probably for the best.
Just a shadow of a memory
 lodged somewhere inside your chest.

Author's Note

wishing everyone a happy holidays. this is just one of my cheeky love poems. i thought something fairly light would be fitting for the season.

Reviews

[MCS]

The human condition I suppose we all have these experiences filed away.
I enjoy your style!

[Ern M. Yoshimoto]

i hope things work out for somebody out there. haha. thanks MCS. happy new year!

[Chris Shaw]

The hidden wounds. Maybe if she had seen your vulnerability, it may have had a different outcome. I doubt she has forgotten you though. I remember my mistakes, most people do:) Happy holidays Ern. Always a pleasure to read you. Nothing low level about what I have read here.

Chris

[Ern M. Yoshimoto]

thanks Chris. that's a question that still lingers with me. i thought at the time, i shouldnt talk about my past because when i was with her, all i thought about was the present and future. but even back them, i fantasized about growing old together and having a chance to talk about all the dark days.

i wonder what would have happened if i talked to her more frankly. i was afraid she'd run away scared. but then, maybe i was underestimating her.

not that i tink about these things often. just a shadown of a memory now.

wishing you a happy new year.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Ern. Happy New year to you too. Oh those what if moments. We all have them my friend.

[Sami Khalil]

Reeks with flair and flavor; your romance is bubbly and bubbling to the surface with old wounds.
Life goes on; enjoy the merry-go-round.

[Ern M. Yoshimoto]

thanks Sami. yes, this work was just a bit of fun - other comments focussed more on its dark elements, but, in fact, i wrote it with a smile on my face.

[Sami Khalil]

Wow! You are welcome sir.