In Springtime
I was your sometimes girl on bright, summer days
Maybe you’ll be free tomorrow or the next day
Let’s see how things go, you’d say
Perhaps, you’ll feel it too I pray
I was your sometimes girl on autumn afternoons
Wrapped up, in warm sheets like loving cocoons
Listening to only your favourite tunes
Entwined together, big and little spoons
I was your sometimes girl on winter nights
Hopefully waiting for your clandestine invites
Night after night in always ending rewrites
Tick tock, tick tock until the morning lights
I thought maybe you’d be my forever
Until I realised I was only your sometimes
Not your sometimes girl in springtime though
A scent, a sight, a touch, reminders sometimes
I think of you sometimes in fleeting thoughts
Sometimes in spring, I have regrets
But the regret is more for meeting you than missing you
No longer your sometimes girl.
A New Thought
I saw you today and you looked miserable
Maybe it was just a moment in your day
Perhaps you’ve realised what you gave up
Or it’s just that you were always miserable
And I was happy enough for the both of us
The Loudest
Pain demands to be felt
Love may only be a whisper
But it’s up to you to choose
Whether to only feel the pain
Or to amplify love until it’s louder
Flight of the dragonfly 