Trapped In The Margins

I want to go back to the beginning.

Back to when things were new.

Every experience felt like paradise.

I was consumed by the joy of the moment

You were truly an escape.

A love to get lost in and with.

The fantasy of a mundane life.

The person I wanted to come home to every night

The eyes that I wanted to see every morning

The person I wanted to laugh with or at depending on the moment

The person whose touch could both calm and excite me in the same moment

All of that remains with me.

Despite you no longer being here.

But I guess there’s no use in try to bargain for a life I’ve already lived.

It was good while it lasted.