It was that timid voice, one that simply asked me for a drink.
The first smile, one that I barely noticed on Fish street.
It was that voice again, pleading for understanding
It was that voice I didn't heed, not at first.
The forgotten name that always was there.
That first acceptance for that drink
The words that soothed, the tried to reach where none had
That first kiss, in a small shop that swept me away

Yet, I ignored my heart, and let doubt slip within
Through all that I could had done, I failed
Now she's gone, forever, only to remain in my memory
Forever to stain my cheeks with tears of my own failings
Will I ever learn? One might ask..
Will I ever trust...questions I wish I had answered
Now she's gone the one that held the same name as the sky.
Not known by many, but in my heart she held
If only I had not doubted..
Now she's gone, and my heart remains shattered as I had her.
Perhaps, I learned, but time may not heal the wound.

m*more

Penned by my hand on the 3rd of Severin, in the year 82 MA.