Drinking Buddy

Walking down the street not far
She would grab me by the arm
And together we’d walk 
The little stroll

Up the street 
and down stairs below
I’ll always regard 
the togetherness she showed

Proudly walking
So all would know
My possession
This would glow

My love would never
Fail to show
Why I left I’ll never know
Neither could let love just grow

How sad this makes me 
I’ll never know 
from time to time
I’m reminded so

Of what I missed
That fate had stole
Another lost chance
To fulfill a goal

If I could I’d go back in time
Strengthen the thread 
That made her mine
Make a vow that made it a crime

Make sure she’d know
The very next time
I would not leave her
without first dying
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Canerdy Avatar
October 1, 2023 at 5:21 AM
Your expressive poem reminds us that "hindsight's always 20/20," Situation. (Possession??)Janice
Baker Avatar
September 28, 2023 at 11:58 PM
Live in the present and do better with lessons learned, my friend. Very relatable poetry, TS. A poet friend in Texas, Bill
Dietrich Avatar
September 28, 2023 at 3:21 PM
Was it maybe for thinking of her as a possession that things went sour? There are a lot of fish in the sea, however, so hope you get a good catch
M  Avatar
September 27, 2023 at 8:10 AM
Wow TS….a beautiful but sad poem that i am sure many could relate too! I enjoyed this poem….Debx
Brotherton Avatar
September 27, 2023 at 5:37 AM
I think people who say, "To love and lose is better than never to have loved at all," need to read these words.
Call Avatar
September 26, 2023 at 7:49 PM
This poem is good but “subject requires help , and god”
Fisher Avatar
September 26, 2023 at 5:24 PM
A tough look back at memory lane described with emotion. Enjoyable poem!
Poet Avatar
September 26, 2023 at 6:00 AM
The bittersweetness of this situation resonates in a beautifully melancholic and yet tenderly romantic manner. Her heart was shattered by your departure, leaving behind an indelible mark of sorrow.
Pandit Avatar
September 26, 2023 at 5:57 AM
Heartbreaks are devastating. Love has that power.
Jones Avatar
September 25, 2023 at 7:08 PM
Aw this is sweet somber but in a romantic way. I bet she was heartbroken you left.
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