Accidental Encounters - A poem from the past

My eyes met yours and it was a surprise
I never thought I would come across them again.

It was a surprise because I didn’t expect you to be there
It was a surprise because it was so immediate 
It was a surprise because they seemed so foreign 
It was a surprise because I felt nothing.

As you rush past me, 
Head down, 
Pace quick
It hit me

I know you,

I know your favourite songs
I know what causes you pain
I know your best memories 
I know what you like to watch
I know all your worries 

I know you. 

The connection we once held together
Has been drained down the sink

I remember how you once told me 
“To see you as a stranger, 
is what I’d hate to think”

Yet here we are, questioning our glace 
Regretting the accidental encounter 
Suppressing the overflowing desire to revisit that chance.

We never thought we’d have to come across this fact

And as you turn around, cautiously, fearfully, curiously 
I see your pace drop

I wonder what you’re thinking

I hope its the 4 am babble that made us cry and our love grow so immensely, 
I hope its the 3 words you once uttered out the lips that touched mine so gently,  
I hope its the feeling of our 2 hands, intertwined with one another, a way of feeling a bit closer,

(I'm older now and I know what happened is preferred to be left in the past,
but to sooth my youthful heart, I must confess that -) 
- I'd wish you the best, 
but you already had me.

I hope you’re aching. 
I hope it hurts. 
I hope you’re breaking. 

1 comment:

  1. "I'd wish you the best, but you already had me." hahhahahahhah get rekt boy