Between the Lines
Thoughts On A Spring Day
I watched you, your eyes closed,
your breath soft and warm,
wondering why our time
had come to an end,
as I peeked in to make sure
you had made it home last night.
Music runs through my head,
those oldies stations reminding me
song after song of moments shared.
I wonder if you think of me
when listening to those same songs.
Do you remember
where we were, when we first met?
Do you remember that first kiss
and the surprise on my face when
you reached over to give me one?
You were older, more experienced,
and very hard to resist.
We were more than friends,
more than lovers.
I don't believe in soulmates but if I did,
you were mine.
Some days I wonder about all those "what if's"
and have to back off of feelings,
knowing that they can never be again.
Some days you look so good to me
that I almost wish I could tell you that,
but I am so afraid of your rejection a second time.
I am prepared for the next step,
that final one, but
I know we will never sever our ties.
Because despite everything, we have a bond.
One that no one else can understand,
not our friends, nor our relatives.
I am often surprised at myself.
I have no hate in me, and as time goes on
respect has returned.
You are still near enough to let me know
I am not abandoned.
And I am still here to make sure
that you don't drown.
Funny thing for me to say about a lifeguard,
for it was you that saved me once...long ago.
And it is I, that will keep you afloat
until one or the other of us
is no longer here on earth.
I have come to terms with my life...
"Love is not blind - It sees more and not less, but because it sees more, it is willing to see less."