I look at your laugh lines, and
wonder what made the edges of your lips curl,
I wonder who made your cheeks warm,
as your eyes mimicked your faintly chapped lips.

I hope it was real happiness.

I look at your frown lines, and
wonder what made your cheeks become heavy,
falling towards sunken shoulders.
I wonder who made you sullen.

Could I have helped?

I look at your laugh lines,
And I am saddened.
They tell stories that I will never hear.
And your frown lines,
Of moments I will never ease.

I look at your face staring back at mine,
And see so many;
Memories, years and lives lived.
All that I have missed.

I have met you now,
With every contour,
I have met who you are now.