Replay

You are often replayed in my mind
Like that song about how love is blind
Its harmonies filled the cracks of my melody
Binding it with my fantasy of our tragedy

Your bridge was built differently

As parallel as those peculiar poetic lines
I once imagined our notes fit perfectly
When it hit me, my heart dropped more than twice

Under the moonlight, I thought of you
Eyes of a dull stream, singing the blues
Got lost in the rhythm while our moments flew
I'm just an old tape playing beneath someone new

- louvingly