March 5, 2022
After all had been said and done,
And our paths diverged with the knowledge
That we never may meet again,
I first thought that I had no regrets—
That our memories would be enough
Because I still carry you in my heart,
And in the way I talk
And in the way I dress
And in every little action that
Reminds me of your little habits:
Like how you always
Flinched at any sudden noises,
Teared up when you yawned,
Reacted to every little text message,
And spent nights searching for quotes
That you shared with me and I with you.
Yet now I find myself wondering, pondering,
Wishing to know how you felt back then
How did you feel in those moments?
How did you feel when I bid you farewell with a note,
How did you feel when I left without facing you,
Without holding a conversation
With the both of us present?
Did you ever wonder how I felt when you did the same?
When you left me without notice?
When you decided you didn't need me anymore
And disappeared without a word?
And I find myself thinking, speculating,
Wondering how you are now, how you feel now,
If I ever meant anything to you,
The way you meant everything to me,
And I find myself regretting, mulling,
And wishing that we could have spoken
One last time before we parted.
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. ----
