Memories
Poem #14: Memories
Visions of you, Age old memories
you’re always more than a friend to me
You were the remedy
to my heartsickness
When I was feverish
you were the cure
where all things changed
you would endure
Holding me up, the unbreakable arm
You were a smile with unfaltering charm
Your voice danced like spirits
and I was under your spell
For the love of God couldn’t
figure out why this angel fell
One coy smile caught me slipping
One shy “hello” and I was hooked
One small kiss and I was addicted
Your withdrawal had my body shook
I'm bringing up age old memories
you’re always more than a friend to me
One heartbeat, two hearts
One movement, two souls
Somehow you were the one thing
that always made me whole
Soon seeing you became my trial
my heart breaking with every rhyme
as I heard him whisper your name
I knew loving you had been a crime
I'd never gotten goose bumps
until i met you
it seemed like the world was enough
until i met you
Its pitch blackness now though
I know I'm dredging up old memories
but you're always more than a friend to me
breeze blowing through your hair
it takes all my strength not to stare
remembering how it all began
two strangers connected by a strand
a thread too thin to be substantial
but in my dreams there's vast potential
back in timestamps where it all started
conversations online you've imparted
an impression, a sensual suggestion
they say absence makes the heart grow fonder
and in my absence you claim me totally
but the truth of the matter was unknown to me
I was fighting figments of reality
I was never yours, your heart was never mine
we were never together in totality
but how you laugh now at those memories
how I wanted you to be more than a friend to me
it seems like now I’ve become the enemy
if this is the curse then I'm the Kennedy
shot down in my prime is this the end of me
end of us, flowers cut before full bloom
it seems like now, there's an elephant in the room
trampling everything we’d grown gone too soon
didn't have a chance to even get to "I love you"
Hell, you even scoffed when I told you "I liked you"
Past and Present head to head battle
sidelined watching the conclusion
my cameo appearance in your life:
It’s nothing more than an intrusion
a handsome face and a smile
but you say I was lying all the while
pretending to be a sweet dream
but really a beautiful nightmare
To you now I seem to just be
a scent gone in the summer night air
but that’s because you had forgotten all of our memories
No more coy smiles reflecting my love for you back to me.
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