I Called Your Name
And I called your name...
You couldn't hear my voice.
I ran right behind you;
catching my breath.
I didn't stop; I wont.
Each step you took,
took you farther from me.
I am stubborn and I admit.
15 years is a half way book
whose ending is yet to be written.
I chose not to let you go;
I chose to call your name out loud
until I see you turn your head to my direction
and see me reaching for you...
but you didnt, yet....
And on a busy day on a busy street,
I called your name.
Without shame, without hesitation I ran to you.
Eyes of questions and stares of desperate,
I swallowed.
I sensed no tiredness from a body
who knows gym is not in its daily routine.
But I pushed myself because I realized
how different it would've been
coming home to an empty house.
I took it all for granted.
I took the behind my back hugs
and forehead kisses for granted.
I ungripped hands who kept my palms warm on winter.
I pushed away the sweetest and strongest heart
that held me tight on my weakest nights and days.
I took half the years of our lives together for granted.
I took you for granted, and you woke me up.
And so I called your name.
I called and I called.
I ran and I ran.
With hope in my heart and regret in my mind,
what have I lost?.
My world stopped when I saw the light turned red.
And I called a name whose owner finally heard the callers voice.
I cried as I walked closer to you.
I cried as I look into the eyes of a person I once loved.
I broke down to an embrace of forgiveness.
I felt pain as I wipe your tears away.
Through your kiss, I felt the love I once felt.
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