Long Ago By: a hurricane between the rain No comments

It was long ago,
where you were closer to me than yesterday,
and where you made me more sanguine than tomorrow.

It was long ago,
where your silhouette was there,
and I was iron to its magnet.

It was long ago,
where I loved rain more than today,
and where I would rather get soaked than wait.

It was long ago,
where I checked the Cinema 21 website more often than these days,
and where I craved for Saturdays more impatiently than I did for a long holiday last year.

It was long ago,
where the ring of school bell was more worth it to wait,
and where my shoes knew where to go better than that afternoon.

It was long ago,
where 1 AM was not a sleeping hour,
where a late-night conversation delivered me more butterflies than tonight.

It was long ago,
where you would rest your head on my shoulder,
and where we would hug before a goodbye like that Saturday.

It was long ago,
where I could make you smile wider than an ocean,
and where you could take me to The Moon faster than any rockets could ever do.


And it is today,
where our lines sunder,
and where the touch of your hand feels stranger than we were two years ago.


—b, 09/12/16