Emerald Eyes

Life was coming to see you on weekends

When nights turned into dew drops on your car

When the sun seemed to rise before we had the chance to say goodbye to the moon.

 

I miss the days of aimless wandering

Careless joking and eating whatever we wanted

We did not learn to love ourselves,

But we loved each other regardless

As if somehow that was enough

As if somehow that made us enough

 

Realizing that time is moving faster than our memories.

That the universe is always pushing people apart

That sometimes it’s easier to let it

But that easier doesn’t always mean better

 

And I know that I’m better off with you

That life is always better with you in it

That adventures are not as fun when we don’t share them

So though I know there are storm clouds in both our brains

That darkness doesn’t just come at night,

And that memories can be just as painful as experiences,

I will stir up these storm clouds

Let the rain fall and blow away with the breeze of a new season

For the sun is always just beyond the horizon.

And today is a new day.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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