Im an articulate bastard

Once upon a time…
I saw you walking off.
And I stopped, and I thought.

I thought about all the memories,
And everything we shared.

I thought of your smile,
And I no longer thought; I felt.

I felt everything we had
And everything we’d lost.

I felt your smile…
For the very first time.

I knew what you meant,
And I finally understood.

What you had tried to say.

Once upon a time…
It wasn’t too late,
To try to rehabilitate or negotiate

I tried let you know what I finally understood,
But you didn’t listen – you had left for good.

And now I realize what I’ve lost
Through all the feelings I’ve just felt.

I never saw you as what you had been;
And what you meant to me:
And I finally see – You were my everything.

Once upon a time…
Here I lie.
Sleepless and cold.

Imagining I just had one more night…
To tell you what I had been told.

Just to tell you
What I had told myself.

Do I love her?
Do I love her not?
I can’t decide…
About what I’ve lost.

Once upon a time…
I held your hand,
And you held mine…

Once upon a time.