Nov 04, 2004 18:23
Today I called Garry. We talked for a while. Of course the whole Kenny thing came up and up and up. Grrrr... Thing is, working in therapy, I don't know if I did or did not love Kenny. I do know that I cared for him deeply. God.. it just seems that when we meet those that have an impact on our lives, we tend to wonder about what and how it will go. Why? Why, do we do just that? Why can't we just accept the fact that within each and every move we make in our life shall and will forever change us. That's what makes us such the wonderous creatures that we are. It takes trial and errors on your part to reflect on the parts of life you need to. When I think of all the things, loves, places I've been, and errors I've made. I reflect and think of words from someone deep within my past. That is NO REGRETS. I try to live that way. From the moment I learned how to live for myself I've learned that the small parts of history we all have make us who we are. Take us on that journey and voyage of greatness that we all are. I used to be afraid of so many things... That I'd never grow up. That I'd be trapped in the same place for all eternity. That my dreams would forever be shy of my reach. It's true what they say. Time plays tricks on you. One day you're dreaming, the next your dream has become your reality. And now I look back on everything and think that this scared little boy no longer follows me wherever I go, I miss him. I do. 'Cause there are things I wanna tell him--try to relax, to lighten up, that it is all going to be ok. I want him to know that meeting people who like you, who understand you, who actually accept you for who you are, will become an increasingly rare occurrence. From the first meeting of people like Skip, Jesse, DeAnna, Garry, Kenny, Buddha, Kevyn, Donovan all the way down to Maat. These people who contributed to who I am, they are with me wherever I go, and as history gets rewritten in small ways with each passing day, my love for them only grows. Because the truth is... it was the best of times. Mistakes were made, hearts were broken, harsh lessons learned, but all of that has receded into fond memory now. How does it happen? Why are we so quick to forget the bad and romanticize the good? Maybe it's because we need to believe that the time we spent together actually meant something, that we were there for each other in a time in our lives that defined us all, a time in our lives that we will never forget. I can't swear this is exactly how it happened. But this is how it felt.
So when you go to question and reflect on all that you are...just try to remember these.. these were the walls and foundations for who we are and who we become. I love who I am and what I have become..I'm scared yet excited to see who I will be.
I’VE HEARD IT SAID
THAT PEOPLE COME INTO OUR LIVES FOR A REASON
BRINGING SOMETHING WE MUST LEARN
AND WE ARE LED
TO THOSE WHO HELP US MOST TO GROW
IF WE LET THEM
AND WE HELP THEM IN RETURN
WELL, I DON’T KNOW IF I BELIEVE THAT’S TRUE
BUT I KNOW I’M WHO I AM TODAY
BECAUSE I KNEW YOU...
LIKE A COMET PULLED FROM ORBIT
AS IT PASSES A SUN
LIKE A STREAM THAT MEETS A BOULDER
HALFWAY THROUGH THE WOOD
WHO CAN SAY IF I’VE BEEN CHANGED FOR THE BETTER?
BUT BECAUSE I KNEW YOU
I HAVE BEEN CHANGED FOR GOOD …
IT WELL MAY BE
THAT WE WILL NEVER MEET AGAIN
IN THIS LIFETIME
SO LET ME SAY BEFORE WE PART
SO MUCH OF ME
IS MADE OF WHAT I LEARNED FROM YOU
YOU’LL BE WITH ME
LIKE A HANDPRINT ON MY HEART
AND NOW WHATEVER WAY OUR STORIES END
I KNOW YOU HAVE RE-WRITTEN MINE
BY BEING MY FRIEND...
LIKE A SHIP BLOWN FROM ITS MOORING
BY A WIND OFF THE SEA
LIKE A SEED DROPPED BY A SKYBIRD
IN A DISTANT WOOD
WHO CAN SAY IF I’VE BEEN CHANGED FOR THE BETTER?
BUT BECAUSE I KNEW YOU...
BECAUSE I KNEW YOU...
BECAUSE I KNEW YOU
I HAVE BEEN CHANGED FOR GOOD...
AND JUST TO CLEAR THE AIR
I ASK FORGIVENESS
FOR THE THINGS I’VE DONE YOU BLAME ME FOR
BUT THEN, I GUESS WE KNOW
THERE’S BLAME TO SHARE
AND NONE OF IT SEEMS TO MATTER ANYMORE
LIKE A COMET PULLED FROM
ORBIT/AS IT PASSES A SUN/
LIKE A STREAM THAT MEETS A
BOULDER/ HALF-WAY
THROUGH THE WOOD
LIKE A SHIP BLOWN OFF ITS
MOORING/BY A WIND OFF THE
SEA/ LIKE A SEED DROPPED BY A
BIRD IN
THE WOOD
WHO CAN SAY IF I’VE BEEN CHANGED FOR THE BETTER?
I DO BELIEVE I HAVE BEEN CHANGED FOR THE BETTER
AND BECAUSE I KNEW YOU...
BECAUSE I KNEW YOU...
BECAUSE I KNEW YOU...
I HAVE BEEN CHANGED FOR GOOD.