what if
we were meant to be
in another lifetime
but i had known you
sooner or later
than i should have?

would loving you now
still be a valid reason
to relive the sooner
and to anticipate the later?

to love him is like
running a marathon in circles.
his long strides carrying himself
further away from me,
and i'm getting tired of going unnoticed.
soon it has come to the point
where i stopped chasing
but instead, thought,
"what if i were to stay put and wait?
wouldn't he most likely
catch up to me one day?"

every time his voice filled my ears
my heart strings vibrated
so he gently plucked or strummed
to match his ballads

but as days passed
with his playing and vocals getting rougher
his fingers bled and scarred
and then i snapped

gone was the singing boy
his beautiful guitar
but you can still see them love
whenever you hear their song

i gave my heart to him
in the form of a music box
he opened it to hear a soft tune
of my feelings i kept within
he hummed to the song
i made up for him
and danced to the rhythm
of my pulse beating

the entire moment was a loop
which didn't want to cease

it would only be so
if i took my heart back
or if he stopped dancing

A brown leaf lingers
At the mercy of the wind --
Hanging, like the stars.