Glimpse of a memory

I thought I saw someone I used to love but didnt know I loved till I found out what love was. We never know what we have till we grow up and realize we don't have it.

Glimpse of a memory

 

A marked man, you hide your heart

The outside covered with misleading art

I knew you before you deadbolted the door

kicked everyone out and demanded no more

If thats truly you I saw today

A changed man you are in every way

I kissed those lips before I went away

Years ago when I was led astray

I prayed so many nights I could just find you

say that I messed up I was a total fool 

Would you love me again

or say I never loved you?

If that was truly you

you musn't have known me

I am just a stump from that old love tree

I wonder if you ever think my name

Or wish I'd just remain the same

dismissed by you

Like I deserved you to do 

PB 6/24/08

 

 

Reviews

[Adrian K. Smith]

It is something that I find most tragic. It touches upon something pretty personal. You see somebody as you see them, because that is who you are and how you believe they are. As you change, so do they, and it oft happens with time spent apart - the return - and the realization... then the tears, smoking too much, eating too many chips, drinking a little too much, then drinking a Hell of a lot too much... yes, regret of this nature is on a whole different level.

[Poetic Injustice]

Regret conveyed. Conveyed well.