|So Long Bright Eyes
By Ryolite on 02/10/2011
I see you smiling in the distance,
With your eyes wide and your face bright,
I see you smiling from a mile away
and tear you from my sight.
I see you smiling from years behind me,
And breathe a heavy sigh,
I see you smiling from a perished memory,
And try to fight the familiar consumption of those taunting butterflies…
I see you smiling in a life now past me,
Reciting our intertwined philosophies and self-contained prophesies…
I see you smiling from so far away,
Accepting that the distance is where you will stay.
Our time is over,
Our passion has moved forward;
And although we once danced in the midst of a love so dear,
making sure to take the time to memorize every freckle, every fear,
while blindly naïve to the circumstances that drew so near…
We were one with the eyes of two fiery souls,
Who twirled freely, kissed softly, laid blissfully, and loved wildly,
Confidently submitting to one another vulnerably,
lending ourselves over in our entireties.
But time has but prospered,
our heart’s union undoubtedly surrendered,
and our growth together broken, yet so gracefully dismantled….
Remembering nights so restless and days but endless,
I struggle with my own heart’s conclusion, pressing with an ache of confusion,
Still wrestling in accepting the notion of our perished devotion;
Having yet to decide,
Unsure if I am comfortable with goodbye.
I repeatedly force my sights from your memory,
And accept half-heartedly, mock-assertively,
Shrugging off this ache of curiousity,
Allowing time to get the best of me;
Of course, repressing any animosity,
And coming to terms quite effortlessly,
Focusing, naturally, on the moral of this lesson generously handed to me,
Taking a cue from all the signs surrounding me.
But regardless of my apprehension,
We sail away from each other with some sort of mutual convention,
Battling with a terrible flaw in my make, my defective means of handling,
And settling with the perpetual understanding,
That this is life’s way of moving forward,
That this is life’s way of forgetting.
© By Ryolite On 2/10/2011 2:22:31 AM