After nine months how did it come to this?
That I haven’t felt Ur touch or the warmth in your kiss.
A chance meeting, under circumstances outside our control.
We stand there talking and listening all the while flashback memories, have me in their hold.
Entranced at how feelings rush after time has elapsed.
I surmise true love can, and will bridge the gap.
You speak of future times of a desire to reacquaint and establish a broken connection.
You’re now with someone who is no concern of mine, especially if you’re the one.
Do you remember the cabin in the woods? Talking by the light of the fire.
Looking at you, I knew there was not another I desired.
The times we spent together sharing our innermost thoughts.
If only they could see that is more precious than anything that can be bought.

