Immortal Footsteps
As a child learning to walk, I
discovered stumbling,
And now as an upright adult,
I sometimes count back my previous
steps, like the baby steps in your
direction;
Subconsciously, my feet always walk in
the direction of attraction,
And obviously spotted a winner in
you;
However this steady pace misread the
time limit of your romance,
And second place is where my feet currently
reside;
Although a religious woman, you don’t see
the Adam and Eve complex between us,
Rather you underestimate my advancement
for mere friendship,
And at best the status of a brother;
I realize that your soul is blind,
And these glasses of mine would
fit perfectly,
But you’d rather continuously wear
unhealthy contact lenses;
For this reason, my passion for walking has
come to a halt;
I sometimes reminisce on those last five steps
I took,
With every inch of courage, to eliminate the
friendzone between us,
And yet I’ll never recall the exact value of
footsteps post-defeat,
Which have remained immortal over the
years;
Friendship: such a two-faced gift,
Heaven and Hell in one blessing.
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