Until Then

We met.

Cautions thrown to the wind,

and a distant love affair that to me,

ended too soon.

I remember him,

as if yesterday our lips had first met.

He stared into me,

I felt loved, cared for, missed even.

Even when I forget him,

one image brings me back.

His arms holding me so tight,

and life was sublime,

if only for a moment.

 

I still wonder if it was love?

Or just something like it.

Either way he lingers on my mind.

He remains now, as a part of a memory,

the best one I have.

It plays over and over in my mind.

I can't help but think,

we owe it to ourselves,

as a goodbye,

to recite those moments,

one last time.

 

Until then, and if then does exist,

I hold this memory,

close my eyes and reminisce,

his touch, taste, smell,

if I dream hard enough,

I can feel it.

One can only hope,

We meet again.

Reviews

[Otsana]

I can really feel the desire and longing you have, not only for the this person but for what you shared together to be real. I think that is something everyone fears; one day you will realise that what meant so much to you wasn't even real. Great job!

[Isolophobe]

a very strong sense of desire is felt here. very strong.

[Doctor Deathstab]

Definitely deep. You know, it kinda reminds me about all the girls I've been with. They're all still swimming inside of me somewhere, and I think about them even though I'm with someone and happy with the person I'm currently with.

[deleted]

Very beautiful poem! I think we have all thought about that hopeful and why it is that we let them get away. Good write/read. Keep exercisin your gift.

[Legion]

The longing is definetely described well within this. Hope you meet again. ;)