Out of Reach
When you meet the one at the wrong time.
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.
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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