Going Back

The other day, I took a ride back to where it all began.
It was like something from an old movie.
The scene played in my head and I could relive that day.
I never would have guessed that so many years later I would feel this way.
There is an emptiness somewhere inside me.
I can still smell the salt in the air.
I can still hear the birds around me.
I can still taste your lips on mine.
But there is something missing.
You are not with me now.
I know that you are happy.
And that is what I really wanted for you.
But I still feel the sorrow of what may have been.
I know that you love me.
And if things were different…
But they are not, and I know that.
There is so much that I have wanted to say to you.
But I never could.
And now it is too late.
Maybe someday, I will get then chance.
And maybe that chance will never come.
I will not forget you.
And I will never stop loving you.
But I know enough to let you live you life.
Because in the end, I am your friend.