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Out of Reach

When you meet the one at the wrong time.

By Ashley LimaPublished 2 years ago 1 min read
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Out of Reach
Photo by Yash Prajapati on Unsplash

I knew from the moment we locked eyes

One of us was getting hurt.

The way my stomach did flips

I had a feeling I knew who, too.

I know now that I miss you

More than you miss me

And that's okay.

I was just a plaything

But you were a safe space.

And maybe we both manipulated each other

Or perhaps things were genuine.

But at the end of the day,

You chose someone else.

That left a mark on me.

One that will never leave.

I often think of the way

Things could have been.

I just hope you're happy.

I learned my lesson.

Still, late a night

I see your reflection

On the back of my eyelids.

That day we met burned

Into the curves

Of my brain.

Your innocent face

And charming demeanor.

Even though I pushed you away

Your actions seem meaner.

But no one's to blame.

It's a case of right person,

Wrong place.

Maybe on a different timeline

Things worked out.

The idea alone,

Soothes my doubt.

I'm sorry it couldn't be us.

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About the Creator

Ashley Lima

I think about writing more than I write, but call myself a writer as opposed to a thinker.

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