Just Missing You

If only I had known,

That your special day would be the last,

The last that you would appear in my chapter of life,

Maybe I would have allowed

Those swirling emotions locked in chains

In my heart consume me and

Let them be known to you.

Those last words

Would have ended with 'forever';

A farewell so unexpected and clever,

For a blade grew within me.

A metallic glint of  resentment,

Passed through my heart.

Once. Twice. And again.

But if I could turn back time,

Undoubtedly I would spend the time with you 

The same;

As we had before.

Every last minute

To the very end,

Even if it means good-bye.

-                     Happy Valentine's Day *

This poem is written for a person who was once very important to me; he always found a way to make my mask of depression disappear.  But one day he disappeared from my life, it was gradually at first, but when I had realized that traces of him were starting to vanish, it was already too late.  And if I could tell him how much I miss him right now, I would; but until that day, I'll just have to keep waiting.