how many years ago
did you walk away from me?
without a word
without a single trace.
of where you were going
and what you were looking for.
and left me standing here
without answers holding the blame.
how many years ago did you break my heart
letting me believe that I’d caused it all?
with that book in your hand
the alchemist’s tale my only clue.
how many nights did I cry
with your name on my lips.
screaming in vain for answers
that never came.
how many tears fell upon the pages of
words written over and over and over again.
question marks the only punctuation
that could express the meaning of those words.
how many lifetimes
have you and I lived since then.
you were just a boy when we met
and now you stand here, a man.
I have lived and died
a thousand times since those days.
and once again
we are sitting here face to face.
sharing with you now
the tale of the life that is currently mine.
you craft questions and listen
with a heart that truly knows.
who I am and all that I am made of
reverently taking in each and every word.
we turn the pages of the past
that we have shared.
and read out loud the chapters
that we each lived alone.
we walk in steps that keep perfect pace
and we match each other’s stride.
like lovers who have
been together longer than they’ve been alone.
in the darkness as the candles burn
the stories unfold from you.
of that time of that place
and it finally comes from your point of view.
the reasons I never fully understood
that I had been the reason you went away.
but now I understand the road you were running down
and how you have found yourself on that road again.
my friend I sit across from you now
in the glow of the candle’s light.
and you look like a dream
that I wished for long ago.
I see the years fly by as the pages
go fluttering past us.
and all those years
bring us right back together again.