Whispers on the Bridge

Hearing your voice again makes me feel...?

I made myself firmly okay without you.

Please don't get me wrong,

It's not that I need you... I'm perfectly able without you.

This has been our banter for years,

We have moments, and you let go,

On different ends of a beautifully secluded bridge that only we know

In those moments, the sky isn't blue

The grass isn't quite green

And flowers not only bloom but breathe,

And the subtle patter of the spring over pebbles

Gives a resounding peace as I am allowed in your space.

I feel your heart beat as you try to manage it and stand strong,

Looking up at you, I feel so shielded as I always do,

You weave out a new armor around as the old one is dented,

And you smile and look through me... You see me.

That feeling of floating and still standing,

that's why I must forget you.

Hearing your voice as you reach out again envelopes me,

I stay composed, knowing again you will disappear,

Leave me standing on our very own bridge, looking out at you,

Before I turn again and walk off, as I feel you drift again.

I know all this is impossible, it always has been,

So I try to purge you out 'cause somehow, someway

I continue to grow, knowing you're always watching from afar.

Until I hear your voice again or steal a moment,

You're not my story, so I compose and close,

In that moment, it dawns that our affection is different,

No, I love you differently than you do me,

And that's okay, till I see you at our bridge again,

I continue to let you go and go.

xo,

RAO