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A Second Chance

by Jennifer L Banks



Every time I see a Suburban GMC
I think of you and I think of me.
I lay on the floor, look up at the ceiling,
“Do you think of me?” My mind starts reeling…
Flashbacks overtake me and I spin
As memories flood my mind from within
Long nights talking online or by phone
Playing scrabble, thinking how much I am alone.
And yet this long ago crush, this long ago friend
Appeared out of nowhere, A hand and smile he did lend.
My feelings were jumbled, then soaring, then humbled.
my blacked heart did stumble, not something I can do again.
Broken, banished and bruised, I feel so used…..

People say to get over a love, you must sleep with another
“But who….?” I say, “how?....” When I can’t recover.

I sealed up my heart, and tossed it away but I hear it mourning you
every day. I think of your voice, your soft velvety hi, I think of the past
and the tear ducts and dark blue eyes pour fast.
I know you’re not dead, or gravely ill, yet you’re so
far away from me in time, space or stubborn will.
I’ve waited for answers or just that same soft “hi”,
Anything to make my wings touch the sky.

Yet here I am in a bind, sitting here, pushing you
into the furthest parts of My darkened mind.
“A second chance” I keep repeating aloud
Looking out into the faces of the zombie like crowd.
It’s been 4 months, no 5, no six now….and nothings changed, not even some
My mind plays tricks on me, It waits for your return that will never come.
All I want is a second chance....

05/17/2012

Posted on 05/18/2012
Copyright © 2020 Jennifer L Banks

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