Like dreams we met
Too hard to believe but inseparable we were
Arms cuddled together
Your head nestled on my chest
My fingers playing with your hair.
In the moment of passion, promises we made
Like he who wakes from deep slumber to the worst dawn of reality
I’m perplexed at where we find ourselves
A memory soon to fade
Though the scars still lingers.
Incomplete I find myself
For a piece of me I left with you
I still ponder what remains of the plans we made
Are we now liars?
Or fallen folly to our own youthfulness
Maybe this is fate just been cruel
Trying desperately to split perfection apart
Or this could just be hurdles we need to cross
Soon old flames be rekindled at the aftermath.
If none seems to be
Let’s hope destiny have a plan
And in time we find the piece that best completes us.
But in this very moment I find myself
I still find it hard to believe Lovers we were.
I am really enjoying these poems