50 years from now
we'll be old, weak and weathered.
Sunken into our patio chairs
we'll watch the sun go down once more, yet again.
As the shimmer of that dim bright sunset
would slowly turn dark
we'll think of all those moments
from all these years
which shaped our lives
and led us to this point.
You particularly,
would think of that day - our first date
and that rush of anxiety I had
which was so terribly embarrassingly visible through my eyes.
I on the other hand,
for one last time, would try to reflect upon
all the melancholic possibilities
of things happening differently
and the fact that fate chose worst.
I'd curse myself again
and the world as well
for making two friends bump into each other
at the wrong place and on the worst of times.
Because had you missed your bus for the date
or had I not met my friend,
maybe in a different setup
you would have fallen in love with me
and not him.
Dec 2, 2019
Dec 2, 2019 at 6:04 AM UTC
50 years from now
we'll be old, weak and weathered.
Sunken into our patio chairs
we'll watch the sun go down once more, yet again.
As the shimmer of that dim bright sunset
would slowly turn dark
we'll think of all those moments
from all these years
which shaped our lives
and led us to this point.
You particularly,
would think of that day - our first date
and that rush of anxiety I had
which was so terribly embarrassingly visible through my eyes.
I on the other hand,
for one last time, would try to reflect upon
all the melancholic possibilities
of things happening differently
and the fact that fate chose worst.
I'd curse myself again
and the world as well
for making two friends bump into each other
at the wrong place and on the worst of times.
Because had you missed your bus for the date
or had I not met my friend,
maybe in a different setup
you would have fallen in love with me
and not him.