A first glance, given by chance
Or choice, since chance left long ago
Chance ran through the beach,
Into his arms
Kicking sand upon the towel
Where my camera laid to rest
Before photos were proof,
They were memories
Before I was heartbroken,
I was happy
Before I was happy, naive
And before naive, unborn
Chance left when I said, "I love you"
And he said, "Me too"
Who says that...
So first glance given by choice
The choice to pursue and not quit
The choice to love, not regret
Choices to chance, no bet
I choose you
There is more than one form of soulmate
A best friend, a girlfriend
A boyfriend, a lover
A twin soul and significant other
No matter the significance
You are it, choice
Though not exactly chosen,
More like an opportunity
Gone unwasted
Waste not, want not, want all
No less than all of you
If anyone will understand, it will be you
Twin souls, we agree
You see me better than eyes
Or even I
Even I know, this is no time for truth
But truth is all we have
Unless we count time
-It's 2am,
Here we are again
Choice, never chance
Even at first glance
I chose you
-A twin soul and significant other
No matter the significance
Monday, December 13, 2010
Civil War
I fear as though I hold no place here anymore
I am here in my room but not home
I am sleeping but not yet comfortable
I am not alone, and yet there is silence
I don't know what's changed
Maybe it was me
So I try and I question and then listen
I change
Still, I am here in this kitchen..
But not home
It cannot still be me
Maybe it is you
So we talk and we work and I listen
And I bite my tongue this time
But wait, my tongue is held by none,
Though I am still silent
I simply have nothing to say
I am not alone, and yet there is silence
So we talk and we work and I listen, again
But you aren't even here
So I listen to this silence
As I pack my heart somewhere among the boxes
I will miss you
Was I longing for you or my heart, my trust,
I am not sure
Either way,
I am not alone, and yet there is still silence
I am here in my room but not home
I am sleeping but not yet comfortable
I am not alone, and yet there is silence
I don't know what's changed
Maybe it was me
So I try and I question and then listen
I change
Still, I am here in this kitchen..
But not home
It cannot still be me
Maybe it is you
So we talk and we work and I listen
And I bite my tongue this time
But wait, my tongue is held by none,
Though I am still silent
I simply have nothing to say
I am not alone, and yet there is silence
So we talk and we work and I listen, again
But you aren't even here
So I listen to this silence
As I pack my heart somewhere among the boxes
I will miss you
Was I longing for you or my heart, my trust,
I am not sure
Either way,
I am not alone, and yet there is still silence
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