I Miss You...
The
times that we spent together were the best times of my life. I look back now
and realize that every moment we spent together was a treasure for me. The times
that we spent laughing and joking echo through my memories as if it were just
yesterday. I will never be able to forget even the smallest moment. I miss
every second that we spent together and yearn for the ability to turn back time
to enjoy those times once more. Why must time march on? I do not mind that I
age, the only thing that I ask is for the times that we once enjoyed to stay
forever. If I had them recorded then every evening I would simply hit replay.
So many are looking forwards to the future and I cannot tear myself away from
the past. This afternoon reminds me of the summers that we shared together.
Sitting in the warmth of the receding sun. Us wishing that the day would last
just a little longer or if time would simply freeze. We would be staring out
over the horizon, ice cream in hand. Dreaming of what eternity would be like
should this day repeat over and over again.
Now
its just me sitting here. I instinctively reach my hand out searching for your
presence, knowing you are not there, but hoping all the same. The warmth of the
sun isn’t as warm, the ice cream not as sweet and the time not as special.
Nothing feels right at the moment, all I can feel is my heart telling me of a
better time and my eyes longing for the same image. We said that we would never
be parted, but alas it seems as though the promises made in youth should not be
kept for we also promised to never grow up. Why had we not learned what Wendy
had taught us and that we all must grow up sometime? I cannot decide whether
the distance between us or the time from our childhood is farther away.
I
pull my knees closer to me as the evening breeze has an unusual chill. There
was never a chill before, or perhaps being young and so full of energy negated
the gradual drop in temperature. I turn and glance at the spot you once
occupied, realizing that it was probably your warmth that kept me from getting
cold. The sense of nostalgia gnaws bitterly at my heart. Realizing that those
times as gone cannot stop me from trying to wish them back into existence. We
used to be friends once. You’ve gone now and left me here. All alone in the
world, seemingly without a life raft. I sink deeper and deeper into the
swirling pits of sadness. I tenderly lay the melting ice cream pack in your
spot, hoping that one day you will be there to take it from my hand. I miss
you.
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