Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Love is an Ocean

There was a time when I thought we were meant to be.
But now I see
Life has a cruel way of placing us with the wrong people.
Making us play musical chairs with our hearts and minds.

You were with your man. And I was with mine.
But both didn't last. Both fell for the same reasons that
placed them where they are in our lives.
And somehow we found each other
Supported each other, carried each other through.
The perfect storm carried us together.

We learned to love again. We learned to love each other.
You became my friend, and my confidant
My best friend and my lover all in 3 months time.
I knew you for way longer, but I started seeing you in a new light
You gave me hope. You gave me joy.
You are everything I wanted to be. And I tried my best
to match you.

Dark clouds hung over us. Heaven raining down on me.
Is this a gift or a curse?
In our little raft we shared our love. Nothing could break us.
Fate is funny in that way.
Are all these just mere coincidence?

On the horizon, we saw the sun glowing in all its glory.
Promises of a better tomorrow. I felt your heart skip a beat.
You wanted to chase after the sun.
While the clouds are still hanging over me.
The sun changed your light, and I started seeing you differently.

I see the promises of a better life.
It's right there on the horizon.
But you felt the need to chase after it.
My happiness for you shadowed my sadness inside.
I smile through while our broken promises begin to shatter.
Tomorrow is yours for the taking, so who am I to stop you.

I know I must let go and weather the storm by myself.
And watch you disappear on the horizon.
The cold envelops my heart as the darkening storm looms over me.
Still I remain hopeful.

If I am able to weather this storm. My heart prays
that I will meet you on the horizon. And if life is kind
I'll see you waiting there for me.

But when will my heart ever see
Life has a cruel way of placing us with the wrong people.

Perhaps we are not meant to be.
Perhaps we never were.

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