Panglossians ThemeA Poem by Andre Peterson
You came into my life and I didn't ask why.
And at the time, I was flying high with jet trails spiraling along in the sky. And I'm guessing now I was too young to know. That when love comes you have no choice but to go. And I know it's late but I just have to say that I always wanted you to be mine. And when I saw you and kissed you last week. I saw the glow return to your cheeks. A kiss is a kiss and oh how much I missed the touch of your lips against mine. But I came here for one reason. And that's simply to get you off of my mind. You visited me last christmas. You took pity and said our love was just a myth. Tears filled your eyes thinking back upon our time and wondering if there someone else to whom I must belong with. I said it's never to early to confess that you're in love. But at the time I thought you were the one. But what is done is done. My heart is certainly content. I'd trade it all to do it again. And with a grin I said of course you're the only one I'd ever be with. You never were one for too much words. You got up to leave while trying to cover the hurt. I knew there was someone else who's been there when you were lonely. And I was left holding the rhyme. If I were to blame a simple cause, this nagging pain that's in my heart, i'd wonder if silence would have done just fine. But I came here for one reason. And that's simply to get you off of my mind. Now everyone deserves a gentle heart. A treasure more valuable than art. And I only wish you saw me for what I had to give. While falling apart is what we cannot forgive. We all only want a chance to live. So I let you go off running into the night. And though I may never seen you again. I made peace with myself and now have something new to give. A new reason to be myself again. And without anymore reason. No more questioning why Again I go flying high with the jet trails spiraling along in the sky. © 2021 Andre Peterson |
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Added on November 23, 2021 Last Updated on December 1, 2021 Tags: Poetry, prose, dreams, growth, friendship, love, depression Author
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