Years have passed
the seasons have circled
their familiar paths
flowers have bloomed
withered and bloomed again
and somehow you remain
in the empty places
our ending was ambiguous
no final betrayal
only a slow drifting apart
like two stars pulled
by invisible forces
toward different skies
sometimes love does not end clearly
dissolving into memories
into questions that are never answered
a chapter written in fading ink
there are nights when I still wonder
did you ever love me?
were we just shadows crossing paths
for a brief, luminous moment?
the answers remain hidden
perhaps they always will
yet standing here beneath the moon
watching the stars
scatter their silver light
across the endless darkness
there is a strange peace in accepting
that some stories
were never meant to be
some hearts remain beautifully unreadable
some endings remain forever ambiguous
and perhaps that is the final truth
©Ann Bagnall
Annie's Poetry 