Caught

I found myself digging our old-dusty conversation ..

Moments when we can still laugh and play genuinely with our words..

Concerns that seemed so bright that made me smile though days were tight.

Everytime I wanted to have you back..

I hold myself as if I’m jumping from a familiar cliff..

It won’t guarantee my safety.. But your charm resounds and I’m tempted lately..

Yet, I told myself the pain I once experienced..

Even the scar I left in you

So I have to enjoy your view from afar..

In that way, I can still see where you are

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