Once

Once
I wished that I could skate
On the gossamer threads of time
Back to defy my fate

Once
I plucked from the gardens of my heart
But was pricked with thorns of regret
When my blooms of love withered to hate

Once
I stared life straight into its eyes
With confidence brimming
But struck out again
And again

Once
I believed I held a pearl
Only to be drowned
By the ocean 
Of lies and pain

But now
I met that one person
Who became more than just a friend
Who taught me
That it is all worth it in the end


-Izzat R.