Our Love was Made of Ice

This is a poem about a long lost friend. We stopped talking years ago but some days, like today, I miss him terribly.

I miss you some days

in fact most days

you cross my mind

But you are too far away from me

too far for me to reach

and I don't think you'd let me touch you

even if I crawled to your door

The moments that went on in the past

are not unforgettable

but yet I find myself letting them go

in the gentle summers breeze

while you hold on to them

as if they were the last thing you'll ever eat

I wish you'd let me in

a part of me romances what we could be

but I know deep down somewhere

this could never be a reality

For our love was always made of ice

if untended it'd often melt

but we kept the fans of our hearts strong

and we made beautiful art

carved from our words

towering and cold

unfiltered and bold

But life caught up with our dream

and our tight bond 

began to unravel at the seams

the fans we so often kept on

turned away to other things

and our bond was not quite as strong

With one little flame

everything came tumbling down

the ice turned into streams

we dodged the falling chunks

not together, but separate

preserving our own well being

we were too broken to mend

Some days are harder than others

and in those days o' how I miss you so 

the other days you may cross my mind

but I try to let it go

O' our love was made of ice

and it surely did sink away

but I'll never forget those long nights

and I'll never be quite the same

Reviews

[revalatia]

I feel the emotion all throughout your poem.. Those are the hardest kinds of relationships, although never meant to be, they feel as if they hurt the longest. Well done!

[unsavable_soul]

I love this piece, I have no constructive criticism as I feel this piece is pure veritas. My only thought is just that, in the sense that one views a love this epic as ever ending pains me a bit.
Thank you.
Chris

[Just Kim]

very nicely written, has a powerful flow to it as well.
Nicely written