So Bright from Afar

“Sometimes I wish we kept our distance, yet I know my heart would never forgive me if I hadn’t tried us.”

Did you choose me to forget her?
Or because she refused you?
Or were you both still not sure of yourselves?
But I do recall your sweet words to me,
how I am so right and so good,
and how it’s unfair for me to be with someone else.
Opened up with you late in the night,
and you replied in less than seconds.
I can’t forget how eager you were to get me.
Younger than him, but you were so much of a man with me;
you knew how to contain me,
knew how to erase the pain.
I couldn’t stop talking with you — you were so wise,
almost like a precocious child.
After a while, I kept up with you to have a break from his abusive behavior.
And you, still alone, she ignores you.
We are so right for each other, but attached to the wrong ones.
I finally chose myself, knew my value,
and ghosted him with no hesitation.
You always had been waiting to fix me, to win me,
because I am what you deserve.
How you confessed your love to me,
a little bit shy and confused,
like teenagers in a summer movie scene.
While I was dreaming how we would fly together around the world,
when I would tell my parents about you,
condoning all your flaws because nobody’s perfect and you’re golden from the inside…
You started talking about your dark sides,
and how life is not fair to you,
and that there are things you can’t get through.
You turned our nights into blues.
Is it from love? Because we bare our feelings when we love.
You started to dislike our common things,
showed me that you’re hard to be fixed,
and I understood that’s your way of giving up.
I didn’t pretend to be stupid, I didn’t get it wrong.
I was so bold and told you: “Want to break up?” You were bold too, not a coward — at least you said goodbye.
We were so bright from afar, till we got close.
I don’t regret you; you’re part of my story as life goes.
What doesn’t feel right… is that you got rid of us, and ghosted.