Never Forgotten

It’s been so long since I’ve seen her face. Memories undimmed throughout the years. Hopeful efforts expended over so much time, Returning disappointment and confirming my fears. What kept me seeking her, some surely may ask. I haven’t seen her in what seems a lifetime. A heavenly smile, her soft voice and passionate touch, All remain neatly tucked in the recesses of my mind. In an old letter that still remains unsent, I read that familiar story over, many a time. Will fate let me relive those precious words. Oh, to be in her arms once again, divine. Many were my worries of finding her again. Wondering if we could ever really feel the same. Time may be my foe, as I may be too different today. But, I’ll keep trying, hoping she also remembers the same. That early March day, Lady Luck smiled upon me, As I thought I had found what may truly be her. Another hopeful letter I eagerly sent on it's way. Could my fortune have changed. I was still unsure. Two days later, word finally came. My success was realized, as it was she. “It’s been a long time.” she did write, “I thought you would've forgotten about me.” We laughed, while catching up on times long past. I loved hearing that sweet voice once again. It was as though the years had never been lost. We planned to meet and I couldn’t wait until then. A soft gentle touch I felt, as I turned to find her. My heart raced, as heaven on earth was all I could see. More breathtakingly beautiful than I ever remembered. So thankful was I, to whatever brought her back to me. You were honest with me as you spoke of another. But, a pained voice told that your heart is not true. Cursed timing, now my enemy once again. As I pray that, with him, you’re almost through. My truest wish, that happiness will soon be yours. Until such a time, it's your friend I can hope to be. Praying, from deep in your heart, you’ll find your courage. Knowing how close your joy is, if you can just set yourself free. To be continued, hopefully...Sometimes, through decisions made and alternate life courses chosen, things and people slip away from us and become only cherished memories. Sometimes, regret follows the loss, and sometimes it doesn’t. In my case, my regret was erased when, after searching for a year and a half of my life, I was able to find a woman from my past, after four long years of lost contact. Though, my scenario hasn’t proved to be as picture perfect as I would’ve liked, I will be content to let the passing of time and the natural unfolding of life’s occurrences provide me with the answers I seek. Whether our paths run parallel or merge into one, I will always consider myself extremely fortunate to have found her again. Written March 28th, 2002 © on Mar 27 2002 05:29 PM PST, Steve   18 • 8 • 5