I loved seeing you again, the smile on your face, your tall strong stature. I reached out to touch you and was met with a feeling like the very first time.
I still remember the first time I saw you again. It had been years at that point since I had seen you. I went over to you because you had to have surgery of some kind that was pretty urgent, maybe appendix? I walked in and you were on the couch and we talked for a few minutes and then I had to leave but things weren't ever the same after that. I'd like to think that you're my flame twin because flame twins rarely work out. But as long as you're in my life in some way I suppose it can't be all that bad, right? I want to do things with you, like go to the park or swim or paint. I want adventures with you that I know I won't ever be able to have... I miss seeing you and hearing your sweet warm voice. I wish things were different and maybe with everything changing they will be different, who knows.
YOU ARE READING
Unsaid Things
PoetryThese are things that I wish to say to others but can't or don't want too. So I just write them out. I am very thankful for the few viewers that I have, so a huge shoutout to them (whoever they are)
