Far Behind

And so it has ended.  Far behind are the memories of stolen moments that my heart refuses to forget.  Your hands no longer wipe my tears.  Your arms no longer hold me dear.  Your heart no longer beats next to mine.  We no longer hold hands in the dark, while the moon shines its beauty upon the sea.  Our feet no longer interlace playfully at the end of the pier, and the breeze that played with my hair is far behind me.  Every promise I made to you; I plan to be true to; I promised to wear orange on Halloween, to use your memories to keep me warm to allow your kisses to breathe life to my soul… I promised to always be your friend, to just be there if you ever call on me, all this promises I plan to keep.  I could look back with tears of regret, but I do not; I look at the things you gave me and the things that I once tried desperately to forget.  I went to bed trying to resist this love, until I realized that which I resist... persist, the more I try to forget you the more you become part of me.  I have to accept that no matter how far behind I have placed you, I will never stop loving you, and I will never forget you.  I often wonder if you love me back, but I realized now that the fact that I love you will always be enough.  I no longer expect you understand… I have moved on, but my heart remains the same.