Two Clocks, Two Hearts

in the days we live, 

time is both cruel 

and kind; 

our separate clocks are ticking 

and 

washing the pain  

and our wonderful memories. 

our time together is past us now, 

our clocks tap to a different beat, 

but it was one of those moments 

where we were temporarily in sync 

that unveiled the shadows from 

my eyes and mind. 

is it strange that 

only now I see your hand 

extended to reach mine? 

maybe I blindfolded myself to you 

after we parted ways. 

a remnant of the string 

that bound us ages ago 

is still tied to you, 

much like how it's 

fastened around my wrist; 

a constant reminder. 

the burning red of the string 

is now finally 

fading in the sunshine 

that shines brilliantly in my eyes. 

I start thinking about 

the us that we can't go back to

no matter what. 

But there's no time for regrets 

or what-ifs, 

our clocks are ticking away. 

I close my eyes against the brightness 

and listen to the ticks of our pendulums 

drift towards each other. 

When they sync, 

I take your hand and smile. 

We can start a new beginning, 

a new friendship, 

and walk away from the shadows 

together.

hello there! sorry for such the long dry spell over here. 

this is based on some real life happenings... my first love and I are...reconnecting you could say, which is very easy to do since we've known each other for so long. to be honest, I'm glad, because I value the friendship I had with him for a long time. this poem was inspired by the song "Answer," which I have recently found and love. watch it at this link, I love the lyrics a lot. you'll see many references in my poem to the song.