Lost Love

Perhaps one day we’ll meet again
In the sky or in the sea. 
And though it was water that washed us away
T’was the winds that blew you to me… 

I love you, but I couldn’t save you.

Only you can save yourself, darling, and what breaks my heart… is that you don’t even realise you’re drowning in a cesspool of melancholy.

I came to you and reached out, lent you a hand to pull you from all that. You tried, and climbed as far as you could until you got sucked in by the whirlpool all over again.

You tried to drag me down with you, but I refused to cave. I tried, but my feet were too rooted in the cemented foundations I’d spent years securing for myself. I tried to follow you, but the currents that flooded my path were too strong…I could only move forward, darling, but I handed you a rope to bring you with me.

We pulled and pulled, held on for as long as we could.

But neither of us could fight nature…

You got sucked in by your whirlwind, and I by the rushing rapids.

I’m sorry, my love. I tried. I know you did, too. But I’m sorry I couldn’t do what you needed me to be…

Perhaps one day we’ll meet again
In the sky or in the sea. 
And though it was water that washed us away
T’was the winds that blew you to me…

MG

Author: Mikavelli (MG)

Learn to Inspire, Fight to Excel Straight from Mikavelli's Belly: I chose the name Mikavelli because of my name as well as Machiavelli, one of the most controversial yet revolutionary characters in politics and philosophy. This blog was initially created solely for updates about life, but seems to have evolved into philosophical conjectures about various aspects of humanity. I've since added an extension to my creative outlet and have decided to post parts of the journey along the way. Feel free to comment or respond. I hope that these words can inspire as well as empower you as you venture through the adventures of life. Peace and blessings, Mikavelli (MG) View all posts by Mikavelli (MG)