cosmic loneliness

there was once a long time ago,
when we used to kiss in the rain, and lose count of the stars.
when the bed felt warmer in the mornings
and the sun wasn't full of revenge.
when we weren't afraid to declare a lifetime of love,
even if it meant not in this one.
when we were closer to god than to our lies
and our mothers would call us for no reason at all.
there was once a long time ago
when we loved each other
and didn't have to lie about it.
when we were free to be scandalous
because we knew no other way.
there was a time when the ships that sailed the oceans
truly believed they were about to discover new land.
without knowing that their dreams
were too heavy a burden for the wind to carry.
there was even a day when we realised
that being attached and attacked are only letters apart.
there was a time when we waited for the bruises of our love-making
to turn bright purple an hour later.
they started to hurt lesser the next day, but still hurt so wonderfully,
and still stayed in your memory three days after,
but you had to press down on it real hard to remember.
there was a time when the rain wouldn't bother you,
but now makes me wonder why you don't pull me outside anymore.

time has travelled this journey with you and me,
it raised its hands when we laughed too much;
and ran at lightning speed as we hurled abuses at each other.
it sounded the alarm several times, and sometimes,
brought in the daylight gently because we wanted to kiss for a little longer.

there was once, a long time ago,
i loved you.