Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Monday, February 2, 2009

'09-7=2/2/02

Seven years ago today
You made my thoughts a reality
It was love at first mind-sight
And although we're not together now
In hindsight it was all right
Seven years ago today at 3:42 am
2-2-02 we thought it to be a sign of a pair of perfection
A match only my dreams could conjure
Someone to talk to
Someone to love, and love me back
Someone on my level who overstands my eccentricities and idiosyncrises
You were the one for me... then.
You were exactly what I needed... then.
You fed my mental, made me laugh, and helped me grow
And now I know what it was all for
It was the door to who I am today
Who I was meant to be sprang from when you and I were "we"
Whom I was meant to love... you helped show me what kind I should be dreaming of
And sometimes when you or I were on the wrong route, you showed me who it was I should forget about
And never dream about
Who I am becoming, a lot is because of you
My confidence now shows; there had been much to improve since you...
Because you didn't soothe me when I shed those tears
And it left me broken, wondering why you couldn't stand it
Now I realize you're a man of logic, and you just felt like tears wouldn't solve it, so why cry knowing that my friends are gone and your dad won't come back...
It took me all these years...
To understand that a boy who heard his mom cry for a man who walked on by, forced a boy to become a man, and resent his girlfriend when she cried
His Pisces mother and his Pisces girl understood too closely the trials of this world
Receptive and sensitive as we might be, I thank you now for being so hard on me
Oddly enough you made me grow tough, and although I may show that soft spot at times, I know now how to take an emotional hit when it comes, a scar will appear, but in the end I overcome... kind of a conundrum
To think that then, if I were just a little stronger, maybe we would have lasted a bit longer... yet I don't regret.
Yet I don't forget.
I'm happy and free, and yes, we were meant to be
But only for a time, and now our ships have sailed
On the shores of young love can we dance no more
But I must thank your for these seven years of friendship
I've found myself -through many hardships
Breaking up with you was the first heartache I lived through
And the ones that followed, I needed less and less tissues ;]
And so again I thank you
Miles of travels and years of experience
And not like you were just and experiment
But people come into your life for a reason, and sometimes the ones that really matter only stay for a season
Sometimes life's more beautiful when you hold a moment in time, retrace your life line, and each second of that moment stands out like a penny among dimes
What we did, where we went, and what we were all about
17 and young and free
We had some real good times you and me...
I don't think I've written a poem about you since the time we were together
But maybe this time its some kind of end to a wonderful book... theraputic, like closure 
Speaking of therapy, remember when you swore you were gonna study psychology? We both thought it to be so interesting...I'm sure you still do, and I do too..
But to wrap this up, I'll always remember you
I'll always be your friend...
You will always be in my heart... forever...
The End. 
:)


Namaste.
"As the God in me honors the God in you, we are one."

Us can breathe Us. A poem about forgiveness.

I...(gasping breath) can't...(g.b. again) breathe-ah (again) I... can't...(again) breathe-ah(again)
Wait a minute...
It shouldn't always be about me... We are all one, and so I ask, how are us feeling today?
What do us needs?
What can us do for us?
And how was us day?
And what can us do to make us feel GREAT today?
Sounds like jibberish I know but "things" doesn't go away just cuz "you" (I) don't understand things.
"Things" stay and have their way til you (I) understand "things"...
Even if it's not today but in some other time far away.
(Gasp) I overstand us way of thinking, us reason for doing, and us logic, forgive us... you (I) forgive us.
(Us forgive us.)
And I can't forget
But I don't want to relive
Who beit for me or you not to forgive
(Relieving gasp of breath)
Us can breathe us.
Namaste.