Shifted With Time
Although yesterday it wasn’t the case,
Today I loved you.
The day before yesterday I wasn’t sure.
But tomorrow, maybe it’ll be the same.
A month ago I found I hated you.
And two weeks later I missed you.
A year ago you returned my devotion,
And yet nine months ago the feeling no longer existed.
Five years from now I’ll question your well being.
And within a decade you’ll be another story I tell my kids in fairytale form,
Even though three years ago your existence wasn’t known to me.
Thirty years from now you’ll forget how I looked if you haven’t already.
Fifteen years from now you’ll think of me while reminiscing about the good ole’ days.
In three minutes this poem will be complete,
When just two seconds ago the idea of you was fresh.
Tonight of Thursday I’ll stare at a clock that reads 11:07 PM,
Wondering what will happen if I call and spend one hour proclaiming,
How much I love and need you,
When you’ll hang up in .5 seconds.
And even in the 22nd Century buried in a cemetery,
I’ll remember the tears that fell,
Scarring generations of children and grandchildren,
That I’ll swear should have been yours.
And when my alarm goes off in the morning of the week after next,
My conscience will carry you.
I’ll look at my watch as the grandfather clock chimes another strike
You will not hold me in a precious state.
Forever is the never of a present that doesn’t see a future based on a past that we shared.
Happily ever after is the once upon time where your feelings have yet to change,
not so much as mine.
Six months ago, this all could have been circumvented.
2007-11-30
08:20:19
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