“Moments”
By Zachary A. Velarde
It’s hard to move on from the past
when every day is like the last.
When everywhere I go I feel your echo
Haunting me.
Every second that ticks by I can’t help but see my life, before.
The laughs we shared, the tears, the shouts, and all in between.
The sadness remains, every regret every word left unsaid.
An ocean batters my mind, seeking to turn over the boat of my heart.
when my thoughts collapse I look up and see you, looking down, telling me to rise.
my guardian angel, who believes in me more than I can and ever could.
For you I rise.
The memories of you are stored away.
I said I never want to forget your face
but every day your smiling gaze fades
leaving me, alone, in a sea of thoughts and dreams and fantasies.
All the while my heart silently beats the thoughts in my mind
‘What could have been’
‘How I could have changed things’
‘Whats left for me?’
Every day I try, and I try, and I try. But still you remain in my mind.
I stumble through the room, and collapse in my bed alone.
When I wake up, expecting to see your hair matted on the bed.
It’s never there.
Every day I see the joy in all who remain,
and still the haunting question remains:
When will we meet again.
(c) 2013 | Zachary A. Velarde
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