Does it not
feel like yesterday
when you and I
in the innocent breeze
with legs crossed
and our gently tossed
knees adjacent
As an exchange
of words
like whispered vowels,
in dirty dark humour
twisted like nasty
neckless owls
when we swore
to soar like falcons
and float like eagles
In the delicate skies of affection
and land amicably
wherever our journey
would take us
whether it would
rain fire or hail
during our last of hugs
Yet one misunderstanding
left our hugs cold,
emotional attachment poisoned,
tongues caught,
our chemistry frozen,
and smiles frowned
towards the silent ending
or our previously boisterous
and promisingly perennial
journey
And now
my only wish
would be
to have been
mature and humble enough
to apologize
and bear your tantrums better
without retaliating meagerly
For now the pain
of my drying up heart
and growing cracks
of my heartbeat
taunts me daily
long as
I am far, far away
from the possibility
of reconciling
with you ever again