I Called Your Name

And I called your name... You couldn't hear my voice. I ran right behind you; catching my breath. I didn't stop; I wont. Each step you took, took you farther from me. I am stubborn and I admit. 15 years is a half way book whose ending is yet to be written. I chose not to let you go; I chose to call your name out loud until I see you turn your head to my direction and see me reaching for you... but you didnt, yet.... And on a busy day on a busy street, I called your name. Without shame, without hesitation I ran to you. Eyes of questions and stares of desperate, I swallowed. I sensed no tiredness from a body who knows gym is not in its daily routine. But I pushed myself because I realized how different it would've been coming home to an empty house. I took it all for granted. I took the behind my back hugs and forehead kisses for granted. I ungripped hands who kept my palms warm on winter. I pushed away the sweetest and strongest heart that held me tight on my weakest nights and days. I took half the years of our lives together for granted. I took you for granted, and you woke me up. And so I called your name. I called and I called. I ran and I ran. With hope in my heart and regret in my mind, what have I lost?. My world stopped when I saw the light turned red. And I called a name whose owner finally heard the callers voice. I cried as I walked closer to you. I cried as I look into the eyes of a person I once loved. I broke down to an embrace of forgiveness. I felt pain as I wipe your tears away. Through your kiss, I felt the love I once felt.