I still think of you
Your eyes flicker at the edges of
The projector reel playing out
Before me
Inside my mind
A drop down list of all
The possibilities
Destinies
Between you and me
I hear you laugh
Ghost silent echo
Reverberates off the windows
To my soul
And I know
That I don't know
I just picked a direction
A direction that took me
Away from you and your arms
And your cute nose, and that pouty
Lip that made me melt
In the Dreaming
I cradle you
And our story is written
Upon the pages
In a library
Of all the books
That will never be written
Because this didn't happen
We never were
And all the cascading images
That pour over me
In a kaleidoscopic cacophony
Shattering on the floor
In a shower of fragments
That settles as dust on the floor
Small piles of my realization
Of where I am
Of who I am now
Of where my choices have taken me
I do not regret
I would not go back
But I linger here
Melancholy reflections
In quiet contemplation
Then a question
From the friend sitting next to me
Shaking me back to
The world at my periphery
And I am pulled from my
Ruminations again
To the present culmination
Of my decisions
And you slip away again into
The recesses of my reflections
Til I dream of you again
