Years passed. I finally heard from you again. We spoke and for a moment, I regressed. I became stained with regret yet again. As if everything thus far was a crescendo, leading to the end of our sonata. The song of our miserable encounter. A doomed performance, played upon a moonlit stage by star-crossed lovers. Short-lived was our reunion. Our time together, even shorter. But both, I cherish.
Once, just once.
A chance encounter, a random event.
A coincidence, surely that’s the extent.
Of how I slowly fell, spiraling in love with you.
Color my life, paint my world.
Hand in hand, watch me unfurl.
I basked in light, so bright.
A warm embrace, the morning dew’s taste.
A life so perfect, day by day.
And just as easily taken away.
Selfish, I pretend I wanted more.
But, all I’ve ever wished for
Was a chance to fall in love with you again.
