endlessly
if we were to meet again,
i'd imprint your face into my memories;
the mole under your right eye, the slight crease
on your forehead, the faded scar on the left side
of your nose, the way your hair always brushed into
your eyes, the way your eyes crinkled when you
smiled. i'd sear that moment into my memories.
if we were to meet again,
i'd say i'm sorry
for all the years i left you waiting
in this very same spot all those years ago.
i wonder if you felt this same way;
endless longing for something that no longer
exists, desire for nothing more than to see each
other again. enduring all these suffocating feelings
of pain, loneliness, & sadness all while clinging
onto the hope that one day i'll return to you.
replaying the memories we once shared over &
over & over again until you've replayed them so
many times, you can no longer bear it, but at the
same time you can't let them go.
if we were to meet again,
i'd be back on that hill where i first met you,
watching you smile under the moonlight
as you turned back to look at me again.
i'd be back on that hill where i still am, waiting
endlessly. & i'm living a life where i'm wondering
when the end will come, all while waiting for you.
if we were to meet again,
& you were to say you never wanted to see
me again, i'd say okay & i'd let you go.
because you should be happy, even if that means
it's not by my side.
i guess, it's my turn to wait for you.
even if you don't come back at all.
if we were to meet again,
i'd wait for you no matter how long it takes.