Let’s return to day one, shall we, you and I,
when days were light and merry, our laughter rang loudly
out into the summer air- warm, kind, the brightest stars
twinkling in the trail of the footprints we left behind,
you and I, moving on into the sparkling mists beyond;
a new game, new intentions, a complete, new emotion?
How I felt knowing you were there in case I became lost,
because this world is so vast, there are so many vices
and pains to fall into, but your presence reassured me,
and I believed nothing else in the world could comfort me so.
From that morning, the songs we sang, filled with humor,
hopes, dreams, your brilliant voice intertwining with my own,
telling the tales of places we’d been, the adventures we’d go to,
stories hidden in our hearts breaking the silence of the world-
how they’d live in my memory, like you, cherished, fragrant still.
Day one-thousand was as fruitful as the first, just you with me,
skipping hand in hand across the most beautiful shores,
our feet dipping shyly into the water, bearing the cold,
but the chill against my skin vanished in the warmth of your smile;
adorable, angelic, genuine in its every sweet dimple.
The sand would capture our twenty toes and rub them softly,
the same way I’d hope to touch your arms and delicate face,
like a June breeze would kiss the tips of a tulip’s petals,
as the moon embraces the glitter in fresh snow so gently,
how I’d play with your unspoiled, weightless, shining hair.
Seagulls and doves would fly above our raised fingers,
brushing them barely to show interest, and I’d look at you,
cheery, chasing with all colors of happiness in your eyes,
as lovely as lovely could ever be, prancing amidst the white feathers,
a symbol of whatever heaven might exist, your name living on my lips,
we, you and I, knowing, surely, we’d someday fly together.
Yet, times do change and the clock spins on, and I’m here,
thinking of you as I always do, remembering every moment
we’d spend together, watching the pretty sunsets, picking colors
we both liked to be our favorite ones, recalling the seconds
you’d pressed your ear to my chest, listening to its loud beating
because of you, your kindness, the embarrassing expeditions we’d share,
the realization that no matter where from, we’d miss each other,
the way I’m missing you now, so far, having lost the one thing
I treasured most my entire life, regretting that day
when we ran into the mist, day one, and I hadn’t told you
how much I love you, and now people are with me;
new friends, new places, new things to understand,
new voices chattering to my face, a new way for me to go,
new families to keep me company during those summer nights,
but I promise you I have never loved anything more
than it being just you and I.
