From beyond time

Hey you, I used to know you

(And by know you, I mean I (still) love you)

Hey stranger, you walk a dangerous path

(Hey, I’ve walked it too, what’s the fad?)

I know of certain places we frequented

(your sofa, my bed, and ok, the restaurants)

The steaks, the fondues all lost in the secular

Tonight I dine alone a frozen meal (and my lines don’t rhyme)

Hey, I know you used to intoxicate me

Ravage me and leave me upside down with a wink of your eye

(The passion, the love-making, the steady hands)

When did time put these wrinkles in our hearts?

We sleep in a bed made of alabaster

Where’s the diamond and its missing sparkle?

An acute method of resonance

The spheres clashing in some kind of menace

But I remember laughing in bed through the morning

(The sarcastic jokes, the goofy ones only we would understand)

There were tales and poems written by hand

An afternoon by the balcony, cigarettes and unwanted tans

And there were trips to the cities

(The theater plays, the Broadway shows, and Wicked)

Infinite space for each one of our wishes

And there was always time to give us time

Our future selves used to write letters from beyond time

(Mine sent one, yours replied, we didn’t know when in time)

We pretended to know what would happen

(Some were ten years ahead, some twenty, some thousands??)

And God continued to laugh at our plans

(But how beautiful it all was!)

There were moments of unreal sushi between us

(Chicken and soybean wraps, what the hell was that?)

And moments in which you indulged me

In all my seafood fantasies (there were other kinds of fantasies)

I remember lazy afternoons in bed

Me playing videogames

You watching and faking interest

Me stressing over winning the race

Sitting down by the sofa

To watch something on TV

(“Los”, “Hiros”, “Friz”)

Black coffee and with milk

Love making to some of my favorite tunes

Standing over Neverland

From the cusp of your beautiful eyes

Spreading my hands like wings to fly high

And running from one side of the country to the other

Flying to different other lands

(Paris, Albany, London, Amsterdam)

A mileage increased enormously by your side

And nothing was granted

(When did it become a given?)

And nothing was forgotten

(When did we stop remembering?)

And the spark that kept us on one day decided to die

(Or was it that we figured it was “natural”?)

And the world started to spin around in all the wrong directions

And we fell off our ships (and trains, and cars)

And I miss us… (And this is the simple line)

(But I insist)

And I miss us…

And I’m sorry I cannot make you smile

(I cannot keep track of the tears I caused)

I do hope that an angel is watching

And he helps you spread your wings under your lacerated body

So that this whip I’ve been carrying

Stops scarring your soul

This is not a happy poem…

(And it never was…)

This is not a happy life

(Without you by my side…)

And if you decide  my sins were too much

I will never understand

(Hey, I’m honest above all)

But I will still step aside

But if I set you free

Just promise me one thing

Remember whatever good I gave you

Without the agony

I’ll walk the streets again

I’ll walk in Amsterdam

I’ll see my eyes reflected

In the lovely canals

I’ll think of all the times

When I knew that you were mine

(And how I longed for you in the inbetween)

I’ll stamp the world around us

I’ll keep our story secret

And cherished

(Both at the same time)

And I’ll love you forever

Through space and time

And one day, I’ll meet my future self

The one that wrote those letters back to us

I’ll tell him (with shame) I lost you along the way

(but mostly with pain) But that I kept you inside

(I can’t stop crying now) I know he might be sad…

(I’m so fucking sorry) I know I’ll break his heart

And I’ll apologize... with tears in my eyes

But a smile on my face… (The way you taught me to always smile)

Because remembering you shall always be a bittersweet affair