Friday, December 30, 2011

A Farewell to Twenty Eleven

It's hard... to think about the year in review. Countless doors were opened and shut; several pushed ajar, but more were then locked. Some for the better, I will admit. So many things now, I look at differently... All the memories with friends I hope to never forget. All I have to see is a
red cape,      box of CocoPuffs,     a feather,   Winnie-the-Pooh,         Pokemon,      fire,     a foam dart,    a big yellow limosine...
hear a mysterious ticking noise,  the word FIND,   the waves upon the sand.
It all brings back memories.
From the rush of joy of finally getting my permit, to waking up every morning and realizing that despite the night's hopelessness, there's still something to look forward to. It's the touch of a hug that says more than any kiss.
Now, looking back, I realize that there are so many people I can't imagine living with or without. Choices I had made are reversing themselves and people are reappearing. While on the other hand, despite countless, fruitless attempts,  some have compleatly dissapeared. But there's nothing that can be changed now... not really. Sure, last minute words can be said and a few actions could move proverbial mountains, but try as I might, 2011 is on it's way out.
It's almost time for this tome to close and a new one to begin. So many stories... some may continue but there are adventures aplenty just waiting to be had. There are more doors -way more than any Tiny Tower could hold- that are waiting to be opened. So goodbye my almost lover. The dog days are over. It's been a good time but this place is about to blow. The last thing I have to say to you 2011 is... Do you have any grapes? (;

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Breathe

Take a deep breath in.... And let it out. Don't think too far ahead... Don't think too far back. It's safer that way. The only one present in this present is the one living in the present. There's noone else, so noone else can cause any harm. Just breathe... And lies? The only ones that are living inside are the one's that have grown in the mind... Don't let the ones from others rule over the ones created inside. Just breathe... Breathe..... Breathe......

Saturday, December 17, 2011

Why or How?

Why? No. The question isn't "why" its "how". How do you have this power over me? How have you gotten me back? How did you find me at a place so low, where i was so weak? I should be able to resist you. But you have these charms that are able to remind me what we had, what it was like to be in love. They bring back the memories; a simple smile, a light touch, a kiss goodnight. And it melts my heart by remembering something that seemed impossible to give up.

Thursday, December 15, 2011

Cold, Cold Fool

What happens when a cold heart is warmed from a blast from the past? Would it be waise to indulge on that warmth... to try again and to be happy? Or should the sheild of doubt keep me away from you? I want to try again, I've wished for the oppurtunity so many times... Maybe the wish had a delay or two in getting to me, but I'm not sure. Would I still wish that wish today, if you hadn't hurt me like that? You seem so sincere, so true to your self and to the words you typed. But how soon would that honesty go away if I let it all happen again? Can I really do that to myself for a second time? Because I can only blame myslef for what happened; I let myself get close to you and I let myself fall in love. Maybe this time we'll do it right, take things slow and honey you better be sure that this is what you want. Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me a second time, and the shame is all mine. But if you fool me this third time, I guess we're both to blame and it just isn't going to work.

Monday, December 12, 2011

An Oranized Mess

Everything is scattered, but yet perfectly in place. I know exactly where everything is amongst everything else... Ask me to find something and I can tell you how it is and where it's at. Yes its Amazing and Crazy and Frusterating... but overall its My Life and it's an Organized Mess.

Thursday, December 08, 2011

Time

Just to sit here,
and relax.
To know that there's no pressure anymore,
to be what I'm not.
To do the things
that I haven't been able to do recently.
Read a book.
Watch a movie.
Cuddle with a puppy or two.
Savor the last chocolate chip cookie of the batch,
With a glass of milk of course.
Just to sit here,
and relax.
Now that time isn't fleeting,
and there's no rush to be anywhere,
I can do anything.

Thursday, December 01, 2011

Blood Moons

The blood moons have come,
shining against the pale night sky.
Driven by pain and suffering,
they arise one by one.
As the night goes by,
they fade back into the sky.
All that's left is their soft glow,
and even that within hours,
will blend in with the sunshine.