Today,
I saw you with someone else,
How long has it been—was it three or four?
I cannot recall.

It ended with too many questions,
With so little answers —

I am so sorry.
But some things are better off not knowing.

I sometimes wonder what could have been,
But I know,
That where we are today is where we wanna be,
And we wouldn’t want it any other way.

I’ve never felt so alone,
Although I should have known,
That i’ll end up alone,
Here’s to the unknown.

Tourist In A Familiar Land

The way your eyes meet mine,
Somehow lost its depth,
The way your hands lingered on my skin,
Like I’m something you’re afraid to touch,
The way you say my name,
Seems like it’s leaving a bitter taste.

Is this what it feels like?
To be a tourist in a familiar land?

My response to: Tourist

In response to daily prompt:  Secret

 

In the back of my mind,
You’re what I think about,
I didn’t want it to be like this,
What I have for you is a secret,
—A secret, I didn’t even know.