It’s half threeIn the morningAnd I find myselfThinking of you

Lying hereI cannot help but wonderIf you stillThink of me too

Did you know thatI would haveFollowed you anywhereYou asked me to?

I would have goneThrough Hell’s gatesIf it would haveBrought me closer to you

But nowSo much has changedAnd this is one placeI cannot follow too

How I wishI could hear your voiceBecause I am lonelyAnd miss you

But what would I sayWhen it still hurtsAnd there is nothingI can do?

I wasn’t lookingFor love,Never thought I would findSomeone like you

But that is loveAnd when it comes alongThere is nothingYou can do

You made meFeel specialLike I could do anythingI wanted to

I felt safeAnd warm in your armsAnd I knewThat you wanted me too

Now I feelLonely and cold;It is overAnd I could not reach you

We hurt each otherAnd you pulled awayAnd just like that,We were through

And I knowThat I must be strongAnd find a wayTo live without you

And I knowLife will go onBut in my heartI will always love you

For youAre my heart and soulAnd whatever comesThat will always be true

So ifYou ever think of mePlease think kindlyAs I will of you

And ifYou ever speak of mePlease rememberWhat I meant to you

And pleaseHave no regrets;One day everything ends,Even love too

What mattersIs everything we sharedAnd the joyWe held on to

And I do not knowIf one dayI will ever findAnother you

I loved youWith all of my heartAnd I am sorryIt all fell through

But the truth about loveIs it may not last;TrustIs all we can do

And soIf this is goodbyeThen I wish you wellAnd happiness too

May you haveA wonderful lifeAnd find someoneTo share it with you

And pleaseDo not worry for meI will be fineAnd find my way through

One dayI will love again;I am just sorryIt will not be you

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I wrote this poem over a few night this week. It was good being able to let it out and I wanted the poem to be reflective rather than sad, which I think comes across.

Originally it wasn’t meant to be a series of haiqua but eventually it took that shape structurally as it seemed to give the poem the simple, lyrical flow I wanted it to have.

I took the photo during the trip to New Zealand last year. It was one of my favourites from the trip.

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Photo: Footprints in the Sand © CJ Levinson 2015Poem licenced under Creative Commons