I still remember you (Love poem #6)

just a low effort love poem

I still remember you
 although our time was brief.

That summer of twenty-twenty-two
 then you snuck away like a thief.

You could see
 only half of me,
the other half I kept concealed.

Broken parts,
 a string of hearts,
  and places that haven’t healed.

I’ve seen you unclothed
 I’ve seen you unloved
  I’ve seen you dancing in the street.

What if I could hold you now?
 What if, what if, somehow;
  What if we never meet?

 

I suppose you have forgotten me,
 that’s probably for the best.
Just a shadow of a memory
 lodged somewhere inside your chest.

Author's Note

wishing everyone a happy holidays. this is just one of my cheeky love poems. i thought something fairly light would be fitting for the season.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

The poet's wealth. Memories.
"Just a shadow of a memory
lodged somewhere inside your chest."
I did like the above lines. The poetry. Honest, direct and hard. My kind of poetry. Thank you Ernest for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Miss Marlette]

What a piece of great writing this is !

[Lorry]

Sometimes it's the ones that are over before they fully start that resonate so much I'm memory.
What stops us opening up to some and not others is one of those questions we can only ask when it is over and we can be honest with our self at least.
The strangest reason I ever had was that I didn't like her jacket, that she obviously loved.
To me it looked like a charity shop purchase and would have better suited her in her sixties, but I'm sure I wouldn't want to hear their reasons spoken out loud either, so I just play mind games with those and end up calling it a score draw so each feels like we at least got a point each from it.
As you end with, probably not knowing is for the best, because no ones as perfect as they think.... not even moi!

[Ern M. Yoshimoto]

Hey Lorry. thanks for your review. those 'what ifs?' can really haunt you, but i have come to accept that things just weren't meant to be. it's not that i believe in destiny, but the probability of finding someone who will stay is not high. and trifle things can get in the way. it's a sad truth, but it is truth.
i hope you have found happiness now, and whatever form that takes. Happy new year!

[D. Mansfield]

Love hurts. The most difficult life lesson

[Ern M. Yoshimoto]

there aint no cure for love!

[Eilis]

I think the relationships that are brief but produce intense feelings produce some of the most longing memories. Especially where we hadn’t reached the stage of fully sharing ourselves but hoped we might at some point. Love poetry is so often about loss, unrequited longing, or that space where love is new and full of uncertainty/electricity.

For me, this poem embodies that space. The speaker wondering about the “if only” thoughts that cycle through after losing a connection. And then going through the varied emotions that accompany a split where closure is challenging.

There is safety in only sharing the parts of ourselves that feel invulnerable, but there is risk to that as well, I suppose. I think less people forget us than we imagine. Connections are memorable. Sometimes the other person is just as vulnerable as we are and simply chooses self-protection.

You described this poem as light but it feels honest and universal. I think most people will remember a love like this. Hope you’re faring well there, Ern.

[Ern M. Yoshimoto]

thank you Eilis. i am glad you think so. i guess i have just reached a point where the memory of this person no longer causes pain. instead, i am glad we did have a connection, although brief. i have found joy within myself and while i still regret not being more open, not being able to spend more time with her, it is not a regret that weighs down on my heart. i want to remember all the people who have come into my life sweetly. even if it was brief, even if there were things i didnt have a chance to tell them. romance can be exciting and wonderful, but it's a fickle happening. life is much bigger than we think.

[Soren]

Although this poem is obviously a love poem on the surface and one that can be taken as sensual, and even sexual in nature, it also may be taken in metaphor for any relationship where deep feelings are involved. We all stand naked when we bear ourselves in trust to another person. very nicely done.

[Ern M. Yoshimoto]

never trust what the author has to say about their own work! yes, maybe i thought it was just another silly love poem, but words have their own meaning and a sharp reader can detect them. i suppose this ballad has greater depth. you can nevr underestimate dreams and memory.

[Arundass TP]

I loved those questions inside poem. Touching poem 😍

[Ern M. Yoshimoto]

thank you sir. im glad you came to visit. happy new year!

[MCS]

The human condition I suppose we all have these experiences filed away.
I enjoy your style!

[Ern M. Yoshimoto]

i hope things work out for somebody out there. haha. thanks MCS. happy new year!

[Chris Shaw]

The hidden wounds. Maybe if she had seen your vulnerability, it may have had a different outcome. I doubt she has forgotten you though. I remember my mistakes, most people do:) Happy holidays Ern. Always a pleasure to read you. Nothing low level about what I have read here.

Chris

[Ern M. Yoshimoto]

thanks Chris. that's a question that still lingers with me. i thought at the time, i shouldnt talk about my past because when i was with her, all i thought about was the present and future. but even back them, i fantasized about growing old together and having a chance to talk about all the dark days.

i wonder what would have happened if i talked to her more frankly. i was afraid she'd run away scared. but then, maybe i was underestimating her.

not that i tink about these things often. just a shadown of a memory now.

wishing you a happy new year.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Ern. Happy New year to you too. Oh those what if moments. We all have them my friend.

[Sami Khalil]

Reeks with flair and flavor; your romance is bubbly and bubbling to the surface with old wounds.
Life goes on; enjoy the merry-go-round.

[Ern M. Yoshimoto]

thanks Sami. yes, this work was just a bit of fun - other comments focussed more on its dark elements, but, in fact, i wrote it with a smile on my face.

[Sami Khalil]

Wow! You are welcome sir.