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