#33 – Seven Years.
Seven Years
Today,
Seven years from now,
If and when
You see me standing
Across the road from you,
Will you have the courage to
Tap me on the shoulder?
Would you have prepared yourself to see
The swelling pain in my eyes
And tell me
How you let me
Pass you by?
Could you then
Finally understand why
You never really apologised
All this time?
On this day,
Seven years down the road,
Although we would have paced
Parallel paths
And skewed streets
To get to where
We thought we wanted to be,
I’m unsure if
You would see what I see.
Today,
Seven years from now,
I hope you’ll find me
And when our eyes meet,
The distance between us will melt away
Like fog on a summer’s day.
And I hope this time
You’d choose to stay.
With love, Emily.