K-------:
I thought of you again,
yesterday.
Staring out at the window that was coated with a fine screen of early dew; trickling down the cold glass-
somehow, I thought-
Maybe, if I touch it-
I'll see your face again.
There have been times, I admit, when we both fought.
For the sake of my childish superiority-
you went along with a gentle smile on your face.
Where we both swore not to talk,
when I ignored you with a foolish and triumphant stubbornness,
You just laughed quietly and held my hand.
I always thought-
Someone who makes you laugh that hard-
who makes you smile so much that your face might freeze that way-
Surely they get the benefit of doubt, right?
Hey, you know?
You gave my pathetic life meaning.
The soft angelic light that glowed in the room shone,
only for you.
Once, we both had a beautiful dream of an eternal forever.
Where did that naïve hope go?
"We'll be together forever."
Linking pinkies together and running out into that dark street, we laughed like there was no tomorrow.
I wanted to make that time sincere-
Because, you, who had grown up already, knew-
anyone can just string painful words along and slap on a label called emotion.
"I realized yesterday,"
You began, sighing.
"Even if you pick up the fallen petals, that beautiful flower will never bloom again."
You duck your head against the cold winter air.
That small death on your hands-has your time frozen still?
The sky glowed through the trees with a soft light-
laughing for all the eternity that cried.
When we both danced to that Tarantella of separation.
Now I can't stop wondering-
If I hadn't pretended to be strong, would everything have been fine?
You gave me a silver ring, remember?
When you did, I felt like I had everything in the world.
But somehow-did you know that you weren't coming back?
Is that why you smiled so sadly?
And that story that we listened to-
Me laughing along in the bright sun-
You quietly humming with a smile-
We still laughed together, yeah?
At that moment, I thought-
This kind of happiness should be illegal.
You made the world round, so that no one would cry in a corner, didn't you?
And even now, you lament tearfully that there's nothing that you can do anymore.
My head resting on the corner of your bed, I closed my eyes.
"I used to believe that crying was only for the weak, and that only the strong could survive."
In a voice that was faintly above a shimmering murmur,
Your hand shakily ghosted the top of my hair.
Those brilliant red ribbons that marked our time together-
have become dull and faded now.
Now, ten years later, I grab my coat and run to the promised spot.
You were not there.
Panting, I tried to smile.
The things that had hurt me to much in the past seem childish now.
Is this what it means to grow up?
Read please! :D You may notice that some lines from my other works are in here. Well, this poem was actually for a contest, so I basically combined all my poems together. Hope you enjoy! :)