Blondie

Sometimes in the quiet of the night I still see you there.
I see your soft blonde hair running through my fingers.
I feel your warm skin against my body as I hold you close.
I remorse the love that I could not give you.
The scared little girl wouldn’t allow it.
And you- your insecurities would not allow you to accept the love that I did have to give.
I miss your smile and your laughter.
I miss the dreams I refused to admit I had.
I was struggling so hard not to fall in love with you, that I missed the moment I did.
I denied it to myself.
Thinking I had been wrong about loving you.
But now as I look back I see how much love I truly had for you.
I apologize that I could not share that love with you.
Yet, in my heart I knew I was a stepping stone in your life and you in mine.
I long not to jump back into your arms, for I know all too well the lessons we both must learn.
A journey that we cannot take together.
I know not if that journey shall ever find us in that familiar circle again, but I do know
that no matter how far I go, I will always carry you in a very deep and special place in my heart.
And nothing will ever erase the memories and dreams we created together.
We may not see them into fruition, but never doubt that those dreams were real and in a way, in that moment, we did realize those dreams in our hearts.