Post by Ken Corbett on Jun 11, 2003 18:45:33 GMT -5
To live in the past
is to deny the present
and doom the future,
I tell myself.
Still I wonder
what might have been
if I had stayed
when we yet loved.
They say there’s someone
in everyone’s past
who comes unbidden
into our thoughts
every day.
For me, it’s you.
The image is crisp
The longing is sharp
The memory is fresh.
You have not aged
a single moment
in the sanctuary
of my memory.
is to deny the present
and doom the future,
I tell myself.
Still I wonder
what might have been
if I had stayed
when we yet loved.
They say there’s someone
in everyone’s past
who comes unbidden
into our thoughts
every day.
For me, it’s you.
The image is crisp
The longing is sharp
The memory is fresh.
You have not aged
a single moment
in the sanctuary
of my memory.
