A version of you

A version of you I loved and one that will always be mine— While you speak to me with words now, I looked at you with feelings inside. You greeted me with a nod, While I spread out my arms for a hug. Before me, you stood with long hair, drained eyes, a crooked smile— But all I could recall was the side pony, smiling eyes, and a toothless grin. You articulate your speech now, trying to be sensible, Yet I still hear the plans to commandeer a pirate ship and escape to distant lands. Each time you joked, I searched for the smile you once had, But they say you never find the same person even in the same individual twice. You handed me a gift, But it was nothing compared to the chocolate wrappers I saved at home— A memory of the day you waltzed into class, Your birthday, a thousand chocolates to share. You gave everyone one, While all along I had five. We talked after a long time, You apologised for losing touch. I wanted to say it was okay, though it never really was. Time has passed; what’s done is done. The thread was cut long ago, And no matter how we try to mend it, A knot remains in the fabric of our bond. We look at each other with softened glances, Agreeing to keep in touch, knowing well that we won’t. With this last lunch, I find a lifetime of peace, Finally, a real smile— Knowing I wasn’t wrong all this time, And knowing that once, I truly loved you, And that version of you will always be mine.