As I see you in the distance,
The wind blowing through your long flowing hair,
I count back the missed chances,
And wish I was standing with you there.
Your sweet, gentle smile that warms my heart.
How I long for it to smile at me
If I had met you before I did,
To be able to gaze at you lovingly.
For it is all of you,
The perfect imperfections,
That causes my heart distress,
And moans of lamentations
As you float on by without ever knowing,
How much you mean to me.
My captive heart, how it yearns and bleeds,
To be one day set free.
It was always you.
You were open and honest with me.
When I was new and lost, you came and welcomed me.
You were frank and helped me to be better.
You trusted me with things that were personal.
We did things together and went through crap together.
When things happened to me and I was thrown off track, you stood by me and helped me along.
But I got stuck, and your patience wore thin.
I miss you.
I miss the times when we joked and laughed and chilled together.
I miss the daily drives where we would just talk.
You don’t think much of me anymore and sadly I understand.
I wish I could turn back the hands of time, to go back to when things were simpler and happy.
I look back and wish we did not drift.
Yours is a friendship that I never want to lose.
But I am afraid I have already lost you.
I dreamt that we were walking up some stairs and she grab my hand and intertwined her fingers with mine. We carried on walking hand in hand.
You’re the only one who remembered the first anniversary of my dad’s passing. I miss you. I miss being able to talk with you about anything.
Something deep within me just feels so heavy.
Like I’m being weighed down by so many things.
When can I get a release from this.