Anniversary

Anniversary. Such a hollow word when love is lost. A broken word that means too much. And all the same it means so little. Why love something that cannot be had? Why love a time that never was? It hurts to wish for something just out of reach. And yet i hold on to the glimmers of hope, all the while knowing my wish cannot come true. Tragic, really, a love that cannot be, a love that never really was, a love that felt more real than anything ever could. Two years ago my life changed some, i saw myself so clearly, i felt love and i loved in return. And as i sit here, staring at moments long ago lost, i wonder if we could ever have each other. Sometimes i am convinced the answer is yes, other times i am just as convinced that the answer is no. I suppose time will tell which is true. I suppose further anniversaries may come and go before i'll ever find an answer.