untitled?, ehh.first attempt at poetry. Options

[ladycrusader.14]

and for her its been a thousand years
shes been looking at the top of the mountain,
always from the bottom
literally and in fantasy.

a taste of what it used to be
would only be enough
if only she could remember
what it was like on that rock.

strokes on the carpet
heard, seen, felt.
can it be like
strokes on a cigarette?

innocence taken without much.
a semester changes
everything she had.
mistakes made, not to be fixed.

and watching him ahead of her
it only made sense on that mountain.
while her and others were climbing,
looking up was all it had ever been.

[Dreamers]

Pretty cool, especially for a first attempt