The Art Of Losing

I held something precious once
Something taken for granted
Like a butterfly on the edge of your palm
It only lingers for a moment
And as you try to soak up the beauty
With a wisp and flutter of its wings
It's gone
Flying out of reach

I lost something
Keys are in their place
It's my heart, aching
Is it so wrong to speak your mind?

I've taken the punches
Saw how much stronger you were than me
I would just fall down
And bear the marks of your footprints
As I got left behind in your shadow

I saw the jealousy we both have
Over the same goal
The same smile
We both longed to see
It just seemed you got them more
That they were brighter
I wanted to see that smile too.

No pillow fights, or secrets told
Over a cup of tea
No jumping in sprinklers
Did we ever do anything together?
I'm trying to remember a good memory
Why is my mind going blank?

Guess I'm not so good at sharing
Those words I spoke
Have built for years
I'm trying to be a new person
Not the weakling of before
But it's not easy
When I've lost that small part
That fills my whole

Time heals all wounds
But how long will this one bleed
What scars will remain?
Gone is our childlike innocence
The pretence of a bond
And yet maybe this sadness I feel
Are the remnants of the bond
We once may have wished to have

So I guess I'll wait
Missing that piece,
Missing you.
Whenever you're ready
I'll be here.