Oh where has Summer gone?! Hello You! Did you have fun? Surely you did. ☀️ And just like that, it's back to school soon and the carefree spirit of the summer waves is gone. With that comes some reflection. Reflection that comes in the quiet moments of maybe sipping tea or in traffic or a familiar song. But, it does come. Below is a peom that voice those moments.
The Reflection of Her, The Reflection of Us
I look at her,
and I see the reflection of me
good, bad,
and everything in between.
The nights I showed up,
and the days I disappeared.
The moments I held her close,
and the times I let her slip through my hands.
She was light,
but I cast shadows.
She was steady,
but I brought storms.
I see where I fucked up
where my pride spoke louder than my love,
where lies became easier than truth,
where my silence cut deeper than words.
And I see where she stopped caring
where her eyes no longer searched for mine,
where her laughter turned hollow,
where her softness hardened
because she was done fighting
for what I should have protected.
Love still lingers between us,
but it breathes heavy now
tired, wounded, defeated,
unable to coexist with the pain
we both planted in its soil.
The reflection of her,
the reflection of us...
it’s a mirror I can’t escape.
And in it,
I finally see the man I was, the man I could have been,
the love I lost,
and the truth I can’t deny:
sometimes love survives,
but we don’t.