Some loves don’t fade — they echo.
You move on, you grow up, you build a life,
but certain memories keep their own pulse,
quiet and stubborn in the back of your mind.
This is the kind of piece you write
when you’re finally honest enough
to admit what you cherished
and brave enough to let it stay a memory.
A tribute I gift,
These words go to you.
Of all that I miss,
And all we’ve been through.
To the beginning, I start,
It was such a journey,
A boy at school,
Getting in trouble
A girl that would forever
Keep his heart yearning.
“Carry her books”
The order was clear.
Chivalry weaponized as punishment.
A glimpse to the world,
Id forever hold dear.
In class,
We would laugh.
My writings you would read.
I didn’t know then,
That we were planting a seed.
A decade would pass,
But our talks would return,
It grew beyond friendship,
As each other, we learned.
We shared our stories,
And learned to find love.
We teased at a future,
Greater than the stars above.
A brief moment shared
For less than a year.
Then came a day,
I truly would fear.
A choice to be made,
That would take you away.
I knew in my heart,
That would be our last day.
Fate would feel different.
It put events into play,
Though tragic the journey,
Back to me,
You forged a way.
Third time is a charm,
Or so I’ve been told.
The next six years,
Would too quickly unfold.
It started so great.
You came to my home.
Imagine our path,
If I never answered the phone.
To see you again,
I knew from the start.
This was my chance,
To live in your heart.
Now that we know,
How the story would unfold,
I’d like you to read these words,
If ever so bold.
Words from my heart,
And what makes it ache,
All that I miss,
From a stupid mistake.
The first is your smile,
And blush you can’t fake,
The silver hair above your face,
And the strands that I rake.
The voice from your lips.
The whispers so sweet.
The looks in your eyes,
Annoyance,
when I tickled your feet.
The taste of your skin,
The feel of your touch,
But what I miss most,
Goes well beyond such.
Watching you grow.
Learning who you are.
I always admired you,
For you were my star.
I want you to know,
Your body I crave.
But what I miss more,
Is your laughter each day.
The room has grown silent.
The distance has grown.
Still nothing erased
These memories I’ve shown.
What does remain,
Is only dread of unknown.
Our passion was great,
Adventures we’d play.
But these are not the words,
I came here to say.
Your heart needs to know,
If I miss you at all.
I want to tell you how much,
I’m afraid you’ll again fall.
I miss you
And all that you are.
I long for the nights
I’d watch you draw.
I miss your drive for success,
Whether you sprinted or crawled.
The pride that you take,
In cooking a meal.
The purplish blush,
A simple glance could instill.
I miss how you giggle,
When seductive words I’d say.
I miss watching your determination,
In games that we’d play.
Your imagination is one to marvel.
And a door to your world.
As peaceful as nights,
We fell asleep curled.
The stories you would tell,
The one’s from your soul
Now shadow mine,
Obviously failing those goals.
Though you never wanted me to change,
You helped me see ways
To do things different,
With a purpose,
Your heart so magnificent.
A loving mother,
you cared for us all,
Even while depressed,
you answered the call.
Every day, it was your purpose,
To always stand tall.
Your drive to be kind,
And find happiness each day,
Was a blessing I admired,
In every single way.
Your love of nature,
And the bond that you share,
Only goes to those,
Nature trusts to care.
And care you have done,
Even when it was hard.
I’ve always known you loved me,
Right from the start.
And so now I find,
I should have loved more,
For I never knew my prison,
Would be memories of the you,
I truly adore.
A gypsy you are,
Your soul is so free,
I feel the most shame,
In making you love me.
But now that I have,
A chance to come clean,
I miss most of all,
The prison I call,
your beautiful dream.