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 |    A book to house all my Poetic Explorations |
| It's been a while since the day we parted Yet I still remember that moment you left me broken hearted In sleepless nights, my pillows drenched in tears My mind seemed lost, my days were engulfed in fear. I never know how I could ever move on The thoughts of you haunt me on and on I always found myself in a daydream That you're still by my side, so it seems. Years passed and I can say that I'm now okay Though in my heart and mind you will always stay. The pain I feel now is lighter than before Pain that penetrated deeply within my core. When things are started to become right One day, you came back and appeared to my sight. My heart beats fast, the fire inside aglow I think that I still love you so. Then you asked me for another chance My mind is hesitant but my heart seems to dance. I'm afraid to accept you and take the risk again 'Cause I never wished to suffer the same pain back then. Second Chance, Revisited The echoes of parting still whisper in the night, Each shard of memory, a moonbeam piercing sight. Sleepless nights, a tear-stained symphony, Lost in fear's embrace, a captive of you and me. "Move on?" the taunting question whispered then, But your ghost lingered, a haunting in again. Daydreams a kaleidoscope, a blurred replay, Where your phantom touch still warmed the fading day. Years, like whispers, softened the sharpest sting, Though echoes of you in heart and mind would sing. The pain, a dull guest, not the raw, devouring beast, A scar, not an open wound, where memories feast. And then, a twist of fate, a turn on life's stage, You reappeared, a page I thought I turned the page. My pulse, a hummingbird, wings rapid and wild, This ember reignited, love, a familiar child. "Another chance," your plea, a fragile, flickering flame, Mind cautious, heart a whirlwind, calling your name. To take the leap, to trust, to walk that path again, The fear of another fall, a chilling winter wind. But maybe forgiveness holds a gentler light, Maybe love's dance can be reborn, take flight. Maybe the scars can morph to strength, not chains, Maybe this "second chance" whispers sweeter refrains. The choice hangs heavy, a crossroads in the mist, To embrace the unknown, or let love's ember twist. But in the silence, a whisper gently sighs, Maybe the greatest risk is the one that never tries. So, with trembling lips and a hesitant embrace, I choose to dance with fear, to hope, to find my space. This second chance, a fragile, whispered song, To face the echoes, and where they lead, belong. |
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