Fleeting...

the way my mind can choose to scatter,

feelings from the before and the after,

how in my mind i still hear laughter,

from memories of yesterday.

how we fly like birds to the south pole,

and play with dandelions in the meadows

which are our minds.

it's amazing how my mind creates,

little pockets of joy from the pain,

little gardens of roses after the rain,

that seemed to be flooding my brain.

how the thought of you,

does not bring me to tears,

how i can safely say,

i loved you once,

with all of my heart...

and accept that we had to part...

how i understand that we experienced "WE" differently.

maybe i was a replacement for her

maybe you truly loved me,..

see, i don't know.

and i will never know...

but i know this one thing,

it was really good while it lasted.

it is amazing how you will forever be my friend,

even when you made me your fiend.

how you will never get to know

how much i truly loved you.

but that's OK too...

sometimes the story does not go

the way the author would have it go.

but it is still the story of my life.

it is amazing,

how into the skies i will keep on gazing,

and allow time to keep this pain eazing

away.

and it is even more amazing,

that i will be flying

and you will be paragliding too.

and when i see you again,

i will say... "it was a pleasure meeting you."