I lose things a lot
It seems like..
No matter how much I try to hold on to things
They always seem to slip away.
There's always that other pair of my favorite slippers that goes around missing,
Always that wallet and keys that I knew I tossed around somewhere last night---
Or even the grocery list I wrote out this morning.
And then, there's you.
You were standing in the middle of a crowded street when I first saw you.
You could have just been another stranger
Until you crossed the distance, and smiled at me.
Your face caught the reflection of the late afternoon sun..
And I told myself,
I could look at you forever.
Slowly, I got to know you better
Every detail
Every single thing that made you smile,
Upset,
Surprise,
Even your frustrations,
your soft spots.
You were this guy who had his whole life neatly arranged on rows.
I was the all around, live for the moment kind.
You spent everyday of your life calculating
Every step you had to take
And I lived for my words
You told me that Albert was your first hero
I admitted, Shakespeare was mine.
Looking back,
I completely missed out on how entirely different our lives were
How different we were from each other
Is that why I lost you?
There were those days when you would fill me with your stories that seemed to exceed all boundaries,
There were those days when your presence was a warm blanket that securely wrapped me from all the uncertainties of the world,
Embracing me when my bones were all broken from its weight.
I've always admired you for the strength that seemed to wrap around you like a second skin.
I still don't understand how I lost you in the middle of it all,
How from being that soothing balm that dulled every pain I had,
you ended up being that nagging regret crawling on my skin,
keeping me awake each night
Reminding me, that people can walk away that easily
Just as you did.
You used to be my rock.
Until you walked away and left me for someone else.
But as much as how that street sign from three years ago reminded me to be careful,
Yours is the voice that tells me to slow down,
Your memory a constant reminder for me to be gentle with myself,
To never break my ribcage and cut my heart out open for anyone who only wants to make it their temporary home
That when someone leaves me cold out there in the open,
I can always wrap myself on my cape
And be my own hero instead
That life isn't meant to be lived in one place.
That sometimes even the thought of being under the same sky,
And breathing the same air,
Or standing in the midst of every storm for people
Won't make them stay.
You never stayed
I watched you walk away that day
In the middle of what could have been our defining moment together..