A Day at the Park

A day at the park

And we talked for 8 hours straight

A day at the park and I couldn’t take the smile off my face

A day spent by his side

And I can’t remember the last time I laughed so much

A day looking into his eyes and couldn’t help but see a spark

A day in his company

And I felt happy, for the first time in a long time

A day at his side

And I never felt more alive

It was just a day in the park

But I can’t get it out of my head

It was just a few hours with a friend

But I can’t pretend I didn’t feel it might be the beginning of something.

But I must have been wrong because after our day in the park, I never heard from him much.

So much for thinking, it may have been love.

-Erika Fuego

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13 thoughts on “A Day at the Park

  1. There is something almost spiritual about meetings in the park which you have captured here. They are sanctuaries which take us out of our routine lives, but as you point out, the feelings engendered in there can sometimes be misleading. I was lucky, I found love in a park. It lasted for three years and I’ve never forgotten it.

  2. Beautiful poem. It seems these connections are felt often yet the heart is overruled by something that makes less sense than to simply acknowledge what the heart whispers to us.

  3. It may very well have been, Erika. Some guys scare easily after the fact, not wanting to let someone else in for one reason or another. But those with courage follow the spark. 🙂

    • Hmm that’s a good point Dave. Some times I think maybe I said something wrong or was too vulnerable or maybe he was just pretending. But if he didn’t like me then why did he stay so long and why did he try to kiss me at the end of the night? I keep re playing it in my head but maybe he didn’t see a spark in me. Thank you for your comment. It definitely made me feel better.
      Love,
      Erika

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