I remember the glance, the first thought.
The first time I realized that my heart hadn't died.
I remember the first kiss.
It lingers still on my lips every time I close my eyes.
As they had then.
I remember the cool night air.
In the dark, on the porch, with you in my arms.
When I became someone but for a moment.
It had been a long time, but it felt good.
You felt good, we felt good toether.
But I was young, hurt, angry, lost.
I hurt you deeply and I am sorry, for you were the one.
The should have, could have, would have been.
If but for me.
It is not my right but desire come full circle.
A reflection cast onto itself before a mirror in time
I no longer wish to see.
As I see now only the future of what should be,
what could be...you and me.