Should I Start Again?

My lonely heart is calling out for companionship. My camera roll filled with memories of her, I ache. If we start again, how will it be different? How will it be the same? I don’t think it’s possible to get us back where we were.

Those people don’t exist anymore.

We have pulled back from each other like tides on the beach, lying in wait until we once again kiss the shore.

But it’s so desolate. I crave her presence like no other.

The good times and the bad, I would trade it all just to have any semblance of what once was.

Calling out her name in the darkness. Is she thinking of me? Does she yearn so?

Time is a cruel foe. Taking and never giving.

Tangling the webs of our lives so that we become strangers.

Once again, I am defeated. I suppose this is all that’s left.

Floating in a cavern of loneliness until fate aligns with my desires.

I cannot make peace, will not make peace.

Not when there is hope.

-LK