By Crissia Po
I saw her outside the telephone station,
The place where it all began.
Love transpired beyond my imagination
Changed me, made me a stronger man.
I remembered the first time I met her.
The telephone station was closing for the night –
She clutched a piece of paper,
an oddity in plain sight.
She came over and asked for my help,
A lost look in her haunting blue eyes,
She passed me the paper with an American number
Cried on the phone,
broke my heart for the first time.
I patted her back and wiped her falling tears
I went home,
her haunting blue eyes
Still lingering in my mind.
I met her again in a coffee shop
Serendipity – in the truest sense of the word
She thanked me for my kindness that night
Gave her my number,
Something within me began to stir.
Chats over coffee, strolls in the city
Admiring galleries and watching old movies
Opening my eyes to a life beyond my sphere
Lent her an ear, comforted her through every tear
A friendship ensued, blossomed with each day
She helped me picture the places
I only overheard via the telephone
Through her I realized I could embrace
The prospect of leaving my comfort zone
Her smile was the sunshine I awaited each day
Her stories were my window to a world I never knew
Her life was a masterpiece, perfect in every way
Her love was the strength that guided me through
Falling in love was gradual
My heart beating louder and stronger
Every heartbeat pulling me towards her
A new possibility unfolded before me
Over letters, phone calls, and messages
Our love bloomed in the spring
Finding comfort, love, and strength in each other,
Made numerous memories together,
Our love could’ve lasted forever.
But the story took a heartbreaking turn
My guiding light flickered and died,
leaving me hopeless inside.
The last time I saw her
We met outside the telephone station.
The place where everything started
She apologized, she had to move away
Despite shattered dreams,
heartaches throughout the day,
I realized her love made me see
The courage I never thought I had in me.
As the telephone station closed for the night,
I looked back on our love, from beginning to end (or start to finish)
Wherever you may be, hope your future’s ever so bright
Your memory will remain with me, a treasure to cherish.