Here's To You

My experience after staying friends with the one I'd loved.

There were times when
I could look into your eyes,
and forget about
the rest of the world.

There were times when
my heart would pound,
when you put your hand
in mine.

And there were times when
we’d argue,
for we had
a difference of opinion.

Through all those times
of happiness, and hurt,
I knew what I was fighting for.

But now, as involuntary as blinking,
I avoid your eyes;
in possible fear of what I’ll find.
Or, what you’ll see in mine.

I no longer feel my heart pound
as it once had, before.
Rather, I hear the faint beat
of a heart wrapped in apathy.

The arguments I once took for granted,
have wished their way into my mind,
in hope of hearing what you feel.

Through all the time
we’ve been given
and had stolen,
I stay, trying to find
what I’d fought so hard for;
the reason I’d wake up every morning,
and know my purpose…
you.