Reminder of What We Were

Old poetry from all those years ago,

Awakens feelings in me

That won’t let go.

I’ve thought a lot about this,

Just so you know.

I think I understand now

What I should have already known.

My memory plays tricks on me,

but I can not deny what was written

in those days in which you and I

kept telling ourselves that we were smitten.

So long in denial,

but there’s no reason

to start a new trial.

I accept it now, what we really were.

I’m okay with it.

Perhaps I’ll still reflect on it once and awhile.