A New York Minute

Can we rewrite the stars?

The truth is, I don't know.

I really don't want to know.

I couldn't handle the pain of the answer anyway.

A New York minute passes,

I saw him with his arm stretched out into the crisp November air,

trying to hail a taxi.

I closed my eyes and wandered off into the emptiness that once was us.

Someone pinch me,

tell me it's real.

He stirred my soul by the way he touched me.

I opened my eyes and saw him get into the car. 

I saw him.

And suddenly, all my poems made sense. 

Author's Note

Perhaps, the biggest tragedy isn’t the endings. Perhaps, it’s the what if’s and the almost’s that bury us in the end.

Reviews

[richieb]

Guila,
This poem hits me hard. This poem speaks to me a thousand times. Thank you for writing it. I will be reading it over and over. Well done!
Blessings,
Richie b.

[Giulia King]

A million thanks, Richie. I'm happy that this poem touched you somehow. Thank you for leaving this review, it truly means a lot to me. :) xo

[Amelia H.]

The wonderful thing about this poem is definitely imagrey. The November air and hailing a taxi in New York with an enamored but broken heart. It’s simply lovely, yet relatable. It leaves you in awe as would a Classic Hollywood would. To put it simply, I loved it.

[Giulia King]

Thank you for this amazing review, Amelia! So happy you loved it :)

[Najam Us Saher]

Very descriptive. Enjoyed reading this one. It hinted sadness and I loved the last line.

[Giulia King]

I'm happy you found something you loved :)

[dreamisnowhere]

Beautiful poem! "I saw him. And suddenly, all my poems made sense." This really emphasizes the immense and profound connection that can lead to revealing mysteries within yourself. Simple, yet beautiful. Good work.

[Giulia King]

Thank you! So happy you liked this piece :)

[Dr. YumnaKay]

I agree with your author's note and your poem reminded me of this song 'Rewrite The Stars by James Arthur and Anne Marie...
I guess sometimes we do need someone to pinch us hard to make it all seem real...
Lovely, wistful write, Gullia. Always good to read you. x

[Giulia King]

I'll listen to it right away. I'm happy my piece reminded you of something. Positive, I hope. xo

[Lydia Shutter]

Oh yes, "what ifs" do bury us. We have to learn to accept what IS, not what might have been. Love walks in at the most unexpected times and when it does, we have to be ready to accept it. Good write. Lydi**

[Giulia King]

You're absolutely right, Lydi. I've heard that love walks in at the most unexpected times but I'm actually starting to not believe in it. Thank you for reading :)

[The Twin Arenas]

One of the great wonders and tragedies of life is how many times one is able to fall in love in the span of a day. Nice write.

[Giulia King]

True. Sorry for the delay, thank you reading this piece :)

[Neville]

sometimes, that is just the way it happens... no warning whatsoever and then bang.. enlightenment, everything comes together and kinda makes sense.. great words, thoroughly enjoyed... Neville

[Giulia King]

Thank you for reading. xx

[Coyote Poetry]

Some people will excite our heart and mind.
"I saw him.
And suddenly, all my poems made sense. "
I enjoyed the complete poem my friend and I liked the above lines. Thank you Gullia for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Giulia King]

Sorry for the delay, thank you reading this piece!

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome dear friend.

[Suhd]

Too deep and too subtle.Great work.

[Giulia King]

Thank you for reading :) xo

[Kathy Van Kurin]

So many experiences are within the moment....this was a turn on that idea. Then the building or tearing down or simply lying fallow begins.
Kathy

[Giulia King]

Thank you for reading, Kathy. God bless