The one that got away


As I stand idly in the busy street,

with countless people moving swiftly in both directions.

I realize how fast time has passed me by.

Slowly, the memories flooded my mind

like a river rapidly flowing.


From the joyful memories I have shared on the most recent phase of my life,

To the first achievement I successfully accomplished,

To the events that pushed me to wrong decisions,

To my every failure that has taught me the greatest lessons,

And then there was you.


The flowing memories stopped abruptly 

as it caught a glimpse of your face.

I remember how my breath stopped, 

when you first walked into the room.

Every moment with you, 

was by far the most memorable ones.


I remember how you often complain about your eyes,

How awful they look with those eyeglasses.

But all I remember was how wonderful those eyes were.

How they sparkle like a newly polished diamond.


I remember how you were so proud of your highly pointed nose.

And yes, I remember how perfect it was.

Like how a sculpture carved it into the most picture-perfect form.


You were never a talker, but I remember your flawlessly shaped lips.

Like how a painter drew it carefully into a perfect outline,

painted it with the most vibrant red,

With a slight touch of shy pink in it.


And please...let's not forget about your voice.

How intoxicatingly sexy it sounds,

Like listening to a well played saxophone,

Low key & deep but surprisingly relaxing.


I remember every small detail.

Your image was still so unbelievably clear,

 that it seems like you are here, 

standing in front of me.

But you're not..


You are but just a memory 

kept safely into the deepest corner of my mind.

You are what they usually call "The one that got away"

Too painful to remember 

but too heart shattering to be forgotten.

Remembering you brings back memories,

But opens new questions as well..


What if..

Would things be different if..

If only..

And again, what if..


Too many unanswered questions on my mind.

But only two things I badly needed to know..

Do you stare at the sky and wonder where am I, how am I?

Do you still even care?


And one last very important thing..

Do you still remember me...

as much as I remember you?

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