.:Oldie but Goodie:.

Mar 16, 2004 16:18

for those who know, the following poem was written by me in high school...it popped into my head late one night and it was for a dear friend of mine. thats why i write, nowadays...after seeing him again for the first time in months, all those old thoughts came rushing back to me...and magically, i managed to salvage whatever was left of the piece....

(...for those who don't know...he was one of my best friends and the two of us could never decide what to do with ourselves...i swooned, he swooned, i loved, he CARED, i pushed, he pulled, i got angry at his indecision, he got angry at my persistence, i cried, he cried, i lied, he lied, i hated, he lost out...we no longer share the things we once shared and it saddens me....i'm an emotional wreck, and he has an addiction to drugs...i want nothing more than to "rescue" him and for him to re-assure me, just like we used to do for each other...)

...this was also my cheesy ryhming phase....*Smile* (i've gotten better, REALLY!)

UNTITLED @ 11:02 pm on 12/20/00:

i'm guess i'm just confused and don't know what to say,
just know i'm thinking of you each and every day.
the feeling is so intense, i sometimes have to pray.
i beg the lord to make you feel the same special way.

i'd give anything to see your smile,
to be together with you for just a while,
but the more i'm alone, the more my feelings pile,
and maybe when the pain's gone, our hearts will reconcile.

when i'm without you, i feel lost in the rain,
because deep in my heart, i feel such strong pain.
but when i'm around i feel almost the same,
cuz you're sweet and spicy, like a candy cane...

when i sleep at night, you're all i dream of.
what do i do? could this be love?
you move with the grace of a pure white dove,
and you're bright like an angel, sent from above.

when you find love, ask her if she could
treat you with honor and treat you good,
and shower you with all the gifts that a true love should....
because if it were me, i know that i would.

...i'm not so sure if i miss him...i miss what it felt like to have him around, i think...we're both totally different people now, so nothing will ever grow from us now, but i still care...

to him: thank you for the lessons learned, the time spent, and the re-assurance. i want you to get better, so i have something to look forward to. i miss you, T...thank you for inspiring me to be a better person...and for helping me find my way...
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