It’s half three
In the morning
And I find myself
Thinking of you
Lying here
I cannot help but wonder
If you still
Think of me too
Did you know that
I would have
Followed you anywhere
You asked me to?
I would have gone
Through Hell’s gates
If it would have
Brought me closer to you
But now
So much has changed
And this is one place
I cannot follow too
How I wish
I could hear your voice
Because I am lonely
And miss you
But what would I say
When it still hurts
And there is nothing
I can do?
I wasn’t looking
For love,
Never thought I would find
Someone like you
But that is love
And when it comes along
There is nothing
You can do
You made me
Feel special
Like I could do anything
I wanted to
I felt safe
And warm in your arms
And I knew
That you wanted me too
Now I feel
Lonely and cold;
It is over
And I could not reach you
We hurt each other
And you pulled away
And just like that,
We were through
And I know
That I must be strong
And find a way
To live without you
And I know
Life will go on
But in my heart
I will always love you
For you
Are my heart and soul
And whatever comes
That will always be true
So if
You ever think of me
Please think kindly
As I will of you
And if
You ever speak of me
Please remember
What I meant to you
And please
Have no regrets;
One day everything ends,
Even love too
What matters
Is everything we shared
And the joy
We held on to
And I do not know
If one day
I will ever find
Another you
I loved you
With all of my heart
And I am sorry
It all fell through
But the truth about love
Is it may not last;
Trust
Is all we can do
And so
If this is goodbye
Then I wish you well
And happiness too
May you have
A wonderful life
And find someone
To share it with you
And please
Do not worry for me
I will be fine
And find my way through
One day
I will love again;
I am just sorry
It will not be you
I wrote this poem over a few night this week. It was good being able to let it out and I wanted the poem to be reflective rather than sad, which I think comes across.
Originally it wasn’t meant to be a series of haiqua but eventually it took that shape structurally as it seemed to give the poem the simple, lyrical flow I wanted it to have.
I took the photo during the trip to New Zealand last year. It was one of my favourites from the trip.
Photo: Footprints in the Sand © CJ Levinson 2015
Poem licenced under Creative Commons