I looked for you in the same place and
I looked for you in the same way
Little did I know
About how much you’ve grown and changed
No wonder I couldn’t find you.
All I have left are the crumbs of who you were
So I let them be the trail to lead me to you
But you weren’t there
It’s obvious that my idea of you
Didn’t grow with time
Selfishly, I wouldn’t let that image flee from my mind
I find that it was the only piece of you I had left
So to it I desperately held.
I remember you as that and
I remember you as this
It isn’t fair
But for this bliss
I thank my chosen ignorance
But today brought a glimpse
Of an understanding that I can’t deny
It is this truth that I’m now forced to recognize….
No I can’t pick you out in a crowd like I used to
Because I can’t figure out how, how to push through
This broken recollection,
This old image that I have of you
And you’re done with who you were just yesterday.
This broken recollection has become my defeat and
The fragments of this jagged memory cut deep
Like broken glass, and through it I see
The reflection of a past I’m just not meant to keep.
© 2011, The Scribe’s Heart Publishing