November 19, 2021
They had their names together,
Big, bold sparkling letters on the wall,
A and T—T and A,
You described this all to me and said:
"I cringed. Would you not?"
I don't think there's anything wrong with
Showing the bond between two,
Etching memories for all to see and,
Portraying it with pride, but I do understand
A bit of where you are coming from.
The world does not need to know,
If I'm a part of a pair,
If I'm searching or if I've found,
If I'm half of a matching set,
The world does not need to recognize,
How I keep the notes you wrote me close,
Use the pen you gave me often,
Fill our garden with thriving flowers that'll
Grow and bloom and blossom.
So if there's some meaning behind that A and that T,
Something special to them, then let them be,
As for me—
I like to surround myself with memories,
Promises, trinkets, tools,
Something tangible, something tactile,
Something to prove it wasn't a dream,
So I'll never forget those who've I have loved
And those who once cared for me
Even when they're gone.
YOU ARE READING
A Testament to When I Loved You
PoetryA collection of poetry following the feelings of someone falling in love for the first time, although never quite making it anywhere, from the beginning to the end. Or, a testament to when I loved you without really understanding you. ----
