LAURA KARNIVA

You’re moving forwards,

I’m moving backwards.

I’m lost, but you’ve been found.

Reading through old conversations,

Searching with new observations.

I’ve told a thousand lies,

But the greatest fib of them all,

Hides inside the mirror,

Buried in plain sight.

They call me childish, adrift, unmoved,

They call you adult, free, improved.

Going places, knowing faces,

Gifting others with your graces.

I miss you sometimes,

But other days I don’t remember,

When we sat upon this beach together.

Thing is, I hate to reminisce,

Replaced memories of yesterday’s bliss.

In all honesty, I’m just happy to know,

That I was once of use.

The two of us against the world,

When you had nobody else.

But people change overnight,

And there’s nothing I can do.

I’ll wait forever to welcome you home,

I'll keep a candle burning,

Although I know you’ll never show,

I don’t blame you for not returning.

 

Even if you think of me,

For only once a year,

I think of you every day,

And I wish you were here.