FIVE MORE MINUTES FOR ONE MORE LIFETIME
This isn’t how it’s supposed to be.
You promised me that day, that you would never fall in love with someone else.
I didn’t tell myself that. You told me that.
You know, I never expected you to stay around forever.
But I wasn’t ready.
Maybe if you had given me a heads up, I would have asked for five more minutes.
That’s all I would’ve needed.
Five more minutes, where the sky was clear, and I could still call you mine.
Like, do you remember in the spring when we first met, and my window was always open
And we would just sing.
Something like that.
A few more minutes and I would have been ready.
We were meant to be forever.
The stars came together when our soft voices whispered, “I love you.”
Now I whisper it to the moon in the hopes that it will get back to you.
I think we deserved five more minutes.
Maybe everything would have just clicked, maybe we’d be fixed.
Maybe we’d sit and just lay, our voices keeping the chaos calm.
I’d tell you I loved you and you’d say you loved me too.
And we’d just take a nap. Just one more.
You said you hated me with everything in you, but I don’t hate you.
I just wasn’t ready. I still don’t know if I am.
Somedays all I want to do is call you and tell you about my day.
Five more minutes might have saved us, I don’t know.
I know that somewhere in another lifetime you call me to fall asleep.
And I tell you that I love you.
Bella Barbera is 16 years old and has been writing poetry and short stories since she was in elementary school. Always an “outside the box” kind of a kid, with a very active imagination, she began writing to release all of the static and thoughts that roamed freely inside her head. Her dream is to be a published writer. She currently resides in New Windsor, NY and can’t wait to get out of there. She lives with her parents, George and Jeanna, her dog Sowein, and her four cats – Lynx, Halloween, Twinkle and Freddy Giggles.