Remembering when it was fresh and new
the dialogue, the intimacy
when nothing else mattered
Then time skipped a beat it seemed,
somewhere; black holes sucked up
precious moments
The ache started, that twist of nausea
the kind that brings tears,
enough to fill oceans
(like when you lost your first love)
I watched you as you moved forward
and I got left behind, somewhere in the mix,
your happiness was my sadness
You thought I didn't see you drifting
you didn't feel my pain,
or you chose not to act on it
I watched as the gap widened,
somewhere, your gap closed
and you found whatever it was you needed
(I could only speculate)
It didn't matter if I was out in the open
or inside curled into a tight ball
you were too involved elsewhere to notice...
when I went beyond caring
as hard as I tried to tell you,
your eyes didn't see
(pleading never was my strong suit)
Self expression never came easy for me
you used to know before I even had a clue
all in a glance
Those glaces are fewer now as time is filled
with other voices, other choices
freshness and newness
(have taken the front seat to my sadness)
Honorable winner
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