The little things remind me of you
The bridge where we walked and I cried.
All the sights of places we frequented together.
You ever think of me?
Do you ever wonder about the what ifs?
I do so very often,
More so than I would chose to admit. Even to myself.
There are so many questions left unanswered.
And I guess, though, that I will always be plagued.
The way your smile and those green eyes plagued me.
I was day and you were night.
It seemed as though that’s how separate
our lives were; never to come together.
I wish I would have been more impulsive
Enough to meet you halfway in our clouded sky
but maybe it was not supposed to be that way.
Just a few words could have
made such a difference
but they were never spoken.
Would anything have been different?
I do know that you would have stirred my Soul
whether I had told you or not.
Sometimes I wish you had
not captivated my heart
and that I had never spoken those first words
But I was given so much.
Could I really have regrets?
I wanted to build a fortress
and hide you from all the pain
that you felt inside.
But my fear of life and you
kept me from reaching out
the very way I wanted to.
I will never forget that mistake.
Instead of protecting you,
I locked myself away
in a tower on a hill
behind the walls
I fortified and all I wanted to hear was you call my name.
11 April 1991