Back to square one
When I think of you,
I miss you in waves—
Memories drift of those first days,
When we talked and talked for hours on end,
You sparked a fire, my long-lost friend.
Like a flame, it grew, strong and bright,
With every word, with every night.
And when you came over, that was my prayer,
The one I waited for, always there.
Like a child, I’d wait by the phone,
Falling slowly, then sinking alone.
Until I was drowning, consumed by your light,
Happy to sink in that feeling so right.
But I held too tight, I couldn’t let go,
Hurt you so deeply, didn’t even know
How fast it would happen, how quick I would fall,
Losing you suddenly—now gone from it all.
Yet feelings resurface, they don’t seem to die,
I long for your touch, and I wonder why
The laughs we once shared made me feel so alive,
And your love was the air that helped me survive.
You might think I didn’t love you at all,
Because of the hurt, because of the fall.
But my love consumed every part of my soul,
If I could take back my mistakes, make us whole…
Yet I know you wouldn’t, and it’s too late to mend,
The pain still lingers, like it won’t end.
You’ve moved on, I’ve tried my best too,
But my thoughts still circle right back to you.
When we talk, it feels the same,
But when the call ends, I’m lost in the flame.
Back to square one, wondering what’s true,
And I still don’t know what to do.
Copyright © Isabella Mercado | Year Posted 2024
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