Just Me

A poem I tried to structure a bit like a song, but with less thought on rhythm and meter. This piece explores wondering what was mutual and what wasn't.

Did I catch your eyes
like you did mine?
Did that first meeting
Seem like a second time?

Did you feel that spark,
or was it just me?
When we're apart, it's dark
and it's like I can't see

You can make this stuff up,
but can't fake how it feels
We've spent years toughening up,
but we both dropped our shields

We both felt the danger,
yet we also felt safe
Like we've never been strangers,
and meeting was fate

Being near each other
was the same as being home
Like thinking of each other
meant we'd never be alone

My soul feels chained
and simultaneously free
Do you feel it, too,
or is it just me?

You can make this stuff up,
but can't fake how it feels
We've spent years toughening up,
but we both dropped our shields

We both felt the danger,
yet we also felt safe
Like we've never been strangers,
and meeting was fate

I don't think it was fake,
but maybe you withheld truth
I have no doubt it hurt me
as much as it hurt you

An arm's length is too far
for your and my embrace
We just got so close
and now feel so far away

I want you in my arms
and your hand in mine
I want to protect you from harm
and ours to be shared time

I don't think we've met our end
Like we were meant to be
We know it's not, if, but when
or is it just me?

You can make this stuff up,
but can't fake how it feels
We've spent years toughening up,
but we both dropped our shields

We both felt the danger,
yet we also felt safe
Like we've never been strangers,
and meeting was fate