I walked down our trail to the river
where we once were hand in hand
by the river with sand...
I lived every moment with you
like it was the first to last
I don't regret our past
My bridge from you to me
is to let go of our use to be...
to our own promise lands
where we wanted to be
My bridge from you to me
is us being separate... like it was meant to be
We let go of all we wanted... and all we needed
for the next chapters of our books
and for all that it took
It's still hard you know...
and I still feel you so
no matter if you`re happy or wherever you go
I learned from you
so many lessons...
what to give... and my limitations
My bridge from you to me
is to let go of our use to be...
to our own promise lands
where we wanted to be...
My bridge from you to me
is us being separate... like it was meant to be
Wrtten by P.J Mimo
Copy@Right 2018
About the Creator
P.J Mimo
Canadian Poet & Writer born in Montreal, Quebec
Started writing poetry in 1996 after a failed relationship with a young woman.
Follow me on Facebook @P.JMimoOfficial
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