One year ago....

One year ago,
at this very same
time,
In this very same
house,
at this very same
beach.
I was in love.
with you.
I knew you did
not love me.
But I loved you.
On vacation
on the beach
my phone rang
it was you.
I picked it up
smiling inside.
On the other end
were the excuses.
The whys and how
I was better off
without you.
I was too good for
you.
I could barley
breath as you spoke.
the pain was so bad.
As you told me
that you cared about
me, you thought
I was special,
I cried, so hard.
Speaking to you
was not an option,
words, could not form.
All I heard was...
we could still see
each other and have
fun.
I hung up.
How did I get
here?
Now a Year later
I have not spoken
to you in months.
I checked my
email and it
was from you.
It simply said...
Thinking of you..
wondering if I am too late.
Pressing the delete button
I simply say yes...you
are too late.
That was one
year ago.
I am living in
the now.