Years of Lost Lovers

Years of Lost Lovers
by Olivia Ojeda (‘23)

Summer came and went
abandoned with sunburned cheeks
and a faint scent of hibiscus perfume.
Autumn breezed in without much fanfare
lit up our time together 
in vibrant red and gold.
Winter showed her affection
in biting remarks and hot mugs of tea.
Spring crept up on me slowly
budding blossoms and new beginnings.

They danced in and out of my life
looping back around to me.
I loved them, but I lost them every time.
I spent my years chasing your ghost
craving a high only you could give me. 

None of them compared to you, my darling.
With your easy grace 
and endless adoration
for your cursed existence. 
I never minded the passage of time
when you were by my side.

I wish I had loved you more
devoted my life to you alone
before you vanished like the changing seasons
and left me lost
trapped in the labyrinth of loving you.