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.
