Day 127

So Much Time Has Passed

I loved a man a long time ago
When I was a girl
And he was a boy.
I think of him often
Of the times we shared
And the things that could've been.
I think of how I ruined it
More than once.
I think of how he ruined it
More than once.
Of when fate and the universe
Made us meet again
On a random street in Manhattan
That I had never been on before
Or since.

I loved a man a long time ago
The way he looked
The way he thought.
I wonder about him often.
What he's doing now
And if he ever thinks of me.
I wonder if he's still the same
Still on the edges
I wonder if he's settled down
With a simple life.
Was he actually who I remember
Full of life, creating, adventure, love
Or is his memory just
My imagination?