EMBERS

It’s interesting watching yourself lose your spark.

Like watching a fire get smothered.

Slowly dimming,

until it just finally goes out.

You sit back and wonder,

if it’s just coming with age,

if you are growing up and realizing

that not everything is worth your opinion.

Or if you just lost the fight

that you used to have in you.

Taken

My mind goes back to you

at random moments.

It’s always the days

that I never thought you’d pop into my head.

When people make little statements,

unknowingly making my mind drift

to what could have been.

It’s only then

that I find myself

longing,

wishing,

and dreaming

that the outcome would have been different.

That you would be here,

in my arms,

safe and sound.

Where you were meant to be.