The Field

I chased him...like in a movie through a field of wildflowers
The sun kissing my skin the blades of grass flirting with the hem of my dress
I never grew tired...I ran for miles
The sound of the of him making his way through the field was enticing
He was further and further away...but I chased him still
The promise of him in my arms at the end of the trail allured me
Every couple of turns he would peek out from the flowers
His fingertips would tickle me from beyond the grass

And the sun began to set
The crickets sang their congregation song
A puff of breeze grazed my bare arms...and I called for him
...and received no answer
So I ran hoping to find him...to see him standing waiting for me
But I was alone...and night was closing in around me

He left me in the field
To him it was all a game...a simple way to have fun
He never intended on me finding him
He had been watching me ...as I thought I had been chasing him
That's what he wanted me to believe
He was never in reach

It was dark and now the wind howled at me
scolding me for not seeing that I was foolish
The promise of love led me through a field with nothing to show
Mosquito bites..blistered feet...sunburned skin..and a broken heart
And now I was alone...chasing an illusion

I ran hard...trying so desperately to retrace my path
looking for each footstep as I sped through the foliage
Where was that drastic misstep?
Where was I when I had the chance to make it home before the moonlight revealed my naivety?
Some many changes to turn back...I realized it too late
...So I just ran...back to where I started...and left all that troubled me in the field..with his smile
...And his laugh...and his fingertips...and the sound of his breath as he moved through the field
I left it all there
....I think