Always Sunny

I walked you home every day for over a year,

Wishing I did not have to carry your fear.

And you never followed, not even near.

Still, you blushed when I called you “dear”.

Now you live two streets away from me,

And I walk by your house occasionally.

Maybe I am just checking in to see

Whether you can hear my guilty pleas.

My lips taste like blood on your street,

The love still stains my snow-white sheets.

Our memories, they tend to fleet.

You are the worst of my defeats.

I wonder what we could have been

If we were not filled to the brim.

I promise, caring is not a sin,

It is not a fight that you must always win.

Now you drive by my house on Sundays,

Memories biting you like fresh honey.

We used to hide from rain in cafés,

Now your life is always sunny.

-JW