Summerhouse

A reoccurring dream of us together, just you and I
A rocking swing, situated perfectly in the middle of your summerhouse
Secluded just far enough away from the rest of the world
Another midnight conversation, late in the summer of promise
Listening to the downpour of the rain all around us
Lightning striking in the distance, rolls of thunder soon to follow
Certainly not the safest place in the world, but still no place I’d rather be

Had I known…
I would have asked you right then
Had I been so sure…
I would never have let the moment pass us by
Turning to my head when matters called for my heart
Relying falsely on the idea that we’d have another night

Summerhouse…
A cold, rainy late August night
Summerhouse…
The happiest time I have ever known
Summerhouse…
Living in a time far removed
Summerhouse…
Gone forever, and I just can’t let it go

A reoccurring nightmare of us apart, just me on my own
A busted old recliner with memory books scattered all around
Secluded too far away from a support system that I shoved aside 
Another midnight alone, late in the winter of despair
Watching thick snowflakes stick to the frozen ground through a lighted window
The temperature is below freezing, but the heater is cranked high
One of the safest places in the world, and I’d give all I have to be anywhere else

Had I known…
I would have asked you right then
Had I been so sure…
I would never have let the moment pass us by
Turning to my head when matters called for my heart
Relying falsely on the idea that we’d have another night

Summerhouse…
A cold, rainy late August night
Summerhouse…
The happiest time I have ever known
Summerhouse…
Living in a time far removed
Summerhouse…
Gone forever, and I just can’t let it go

Falling into a familiar situation which you know to be wrong, but at the same time not being able to exhibit the self-control needed to deal with the situation rationally. Understanding that it was wrong the previous time you found yourself in the situation, but feeling lucky that you were able to get through the situation unscathed. This is an opportunity to prove what you have told yourself, that you have, in fact. learned from the previous situation. And understanding you are giving up on guaranteed short-term bliss to either 1) save yourself or 2) protect the feelings of a person you know you will end up hurting is the right thing to do, regardless of how hard it is to do.

Written in 2006

Copyright, The Poetry of Bryan Buser

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