Untitled Love Poem #2

I thought I was done.

No more words

no more sorrow

no more hitch of breath

when these memories cross my mind.

Brokenhearted

sadness tinged remembrances

viewed through reality

knowing what was coming

knowing how it would end

bittersweet

yet I would do it

all over again.

Settling over me

mist of time

recalling moments

magic

small tear escaping

our good times

were so damn good

we fit together.

The ending

volcanic catastrophe

numbing my soul

numbing my affections

turning us daft.

Regret nothing

I do not.

Wait…..

I do have regret

nothing to do with you

to do with myself….

I regret my panic.

I regret my decision to stay.

I regret believing you 

as you told me it would be fine.

I do not regret

our love

our time

for what you gave to me

what you taught me

are lessons

no one else could have.

You built my confidence.

You built my art.

You built my belief in me.

You pushed me 

made me more myself.

Always will I love you

even as 

we do part.

©May 18/19

Picture via Pinterest found for me by The Eclectic Contrarian