Fate Does This Thing

I was in love.

We met at the wrong time.
You were side stepping into a whole new life
while I was stuck in the rut I was slightly comfortable with.
You were greeting new emotions with guarded arms
while I had captures and killed them at the age of 13.
We were young, scared, and alone with nothing
but the fireflies lighting up our insides when the lights faded out.

Maybe one day we'll meet again at a small coffee shop
or at a gas station when I'm on my way home.
We'll talk and tell about how our lives unfolded.
You'll say how she makes you happy
and I'll remember the night I predicted you'd meet her.
I'd say that life is treating me kindly,
that I'm on my way to the sunny state.

We'd hug goodbye or shake hands, maybe neither,
maybe you would just wave as a lump in my throat forms
and I'd get that tug in my stomach to tell you everything.
To tell you what's been on my mind lately.
How the weather has gotten to me again.
How my mother called to say she missed me.
How my sister is in high school now
and how that terrifies me until my heart in pounding loud.

But I'd bite my lip and let you go
because if you were ever truly mine
you'd come back somehow.
Maybe for good again.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[fwvalidus]

I like this piece and the theme behind it. It's a great idea and well executed. That being said, I do believe this would work better as a short story. To me it's not necessarily "poetic" The romance and sadness comes across well with your writing, and I think prose trumps poetry for what you are going for. Thats just my idea though!

[Marie A. Maya]

Alright, thank you for your idea!