Some other day

   I carry a vast collection of
memories of us. Small steps we both
took to learn, investigate lives.

  A sigh eases from my lips as
I repeat name in mind. So silly of me
to remember all that is gone.

  One point in time I felt as though
I had no one. None who even
gave second chances. Then I realized
how much you did.

  Now as I think back on how
we grew, closer and further apart my
emotions grieve for you. Oh how
I cannot begin to explain all that
still must be said.

  Hey,but, did you know there is still
another time when I get to hold you tight,
squeeze almost choke you for leaving
me. I loved you and still miss
you. Granted we neve spoke those
words yet our actions screamed otherwise.

  Little by little the eyes water and
a low whimper escapes. I only want
to have you longer.

     Some other day. A new system, perhaps?