MAYBE
2/20/24
Maybe...
We were always meant to say goodbye!
WheN?
When did you think...
When do you think we knew?
I knew the moment I met you.
Yet, it is the little twinges you learn to ignore...
Surely,
For me,
For you,
There must be more!
In your eyes,
What did you see?
A man I'd never be!?
You were willing to see a unicorn,
Castles in the air,
Double rainbows...
So much air,
Beautiful but rare!
You fought gravity...and,
Gravity is a beast,
Respects none..
you least...
Hates dreams,
With all its in-betweens!
Brings them crashing down...
But it was beautiful,
Was it not?
Perhaps? Yet...
Were we always meant to say goodbye?
i HEAR...
I feel the melancholy wind whisper...
...mayyyybe...
PEACE
About the Creator
Victor Mendez
Born in 1958.There's a lot of road beneath these feet.Worn out pairs upon pairs of shoes.Been a ranch kid,a city kid,a Marine,a dad, a grandfather now,an avid reader and just recently began writing poetry in 2015 just to vent.
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