poetry

i wish i'd never found out about you

i can write all the poetry in the world
it may rhyme, or it may not
i can create beautiful metaphors
and painful symbolism

but all i really need to convey
is that i miss you.
no, we haven't met.
no, we don't know each other.
but we should have.

i can write down my emotions
pour my soul onto a page
empty my heart into a poem
but doing so would be the cowards way out.
for you will not know what i feel.

each day i miss you even more
miss what we could have been
the closeness we could have had
but, alas,
this was torn away from us
by forces that we could not, can not control.

decisions were made for us
before we took our first breath.
before we could talk, or walk
or meet each other old enough to remember it.
our future together was cemented
and we were given no choice.

the circumstances were difficult
but should not have impacted us.
we should be close, should know each other.
but not everything happens the way we want.

i complain
in my poem of beautiful metaphors
and of painful symbolism
that i should not write this
and instead should talk to you
but still i do not. 

i think again how wrong this is.
how anyone could have thought
this was the right decision to make.
to scare us away from knowing
someone so important to them.

everything happens for a reason.
but what could possibly be the reason
for tearing a family apart?