There Was A Time... (Part 2)

There Was A Time… (Part 2)

By

Nathan Caleb Camerer

There was a time when I made I great mistake

It was my great mistake to fall in love

I might recover

I might still be a great man,

But I need to forget what I lost

Everything is so confused

We loved each other

In my heart I believe that we loved each other

There was a time when I thought we would love each for all time,

But love isn’t enough for you

There are things that neither of us can forget

I’ll never say I didn’t love you

It wouldn’t be true,

But that doesn’t matter to you

I’m different from you

We were born into different worlds

There’s nothing I can say,

Nothing I can do or steal,

There’s nothing I can dream that will change that

I’m withdrawing further into myself

The flirtation is over

The novelty has worn off

There was a time when the thought of a decade of loneliness was foreign to me

There was a time when I dreaded the stroke of 30

It was a high point though,

But that high has faded

There was a time when we made plans to go away together

There was a time when we didn’t think things through

Acting on impulse

Now I’m empty

There was a time when I thought I had found a gift

A gift in you that I had never found in someone else

There was a time when I realized how extraordinary a nice girl could be

I’ll never find that again

There was a time when I was trying to figure out how we could be married

Struggling on a few dollars a month

Struggling until we made something of ourselves

There was time when the days became just an endless drill

Endlessly trying to not piss you off

There was a time when there was nothing I could say

Not even flowers would change things

There was a time when you were my shimmering, golden mirage

There was a time when I thought it would always be like that

There was a time when you were perfect

There was time when you were irresistible,

But it was only my imagination

There was a time when the moon seemed to rise higher because you were near

As I stand here, brooding on the unknown world before me,

I feel old

There was a time when I had a dream

It was so close that I thought I had a firm grasp on it,

But that’s behind me now

The future is before me

Year by year recedes into my memories

The dream continues to elude me,

But it doesn’t matter

Tomorrow I will run faster

Tomorrow I will stretch my arms out further

There will be a time on one fine morning

One morning with my heart beating on in time to another

There will be a time…