Here it is Tuesday, December 5th,
perhaps it is where you are too.
Lately I’m not where you are.
I haven’t been paying much attention to calendar dates
or what time my head meets my pillow each night.
I say “Goodnight” but
I can’t claim I sleep at night-
unless night is just another word
for the start of an early-riser’s day.
I’ve been sleeping at 5am
and I only know this because you
have been too.
As far as I know we are together,
unless I know nothing.
But, if I know that I know nothing: that is still knowing something.
I know it’s raining outside
and you love the rain;
I wonder if you
love me like I love the rain.
Maybe if we were together
-paradox is your favorite word, right?
“It sucks loving someone.”
“No, it sucks when the person you love doesn’t love you the way you want to be loved. Loving someone, however,…is everything.”
I remember little from when I was little.
You watched me grow.
You sure remember more about me than I do.
You tell me stories about myself and I listen intently,
discovering new things each time.
With every silly catch phrase and habit I once had,
I was me.
I was as me as I am now.
So I hear that I was shy and sweet.
I went through a stage where I referred to everything in the past
as “yesterday” even if it took place a few hours prior.
I ate pasta every day,
I didn’t share my feelings much,
And I had the biggest eyes:
eyes that took over most of my face.
still bigger than they should be,
but they once saw the world in a much different way:
a way I will never remember,
but you always will.
Is it worth all the anguish-
worth all the trials,
worth every maybe
before ‘nother denial,
worth every sadness
and worth all the waiting-
Is it worth the confusions, silence and wishing?
Because one day I won’t be missing
When her thorns pierced his flesh, he forgot he held a rose.
How many are content with the pain that they expose?
I think I have enough love to flood rivers and oceans into someone’s cup
And I’m not sure anyone wants to drown
Magenta may be missing
Junecloud’s warmer nights
Magenta starts submissing
to winter’s snowy whites
Magenta is not dismissing
Junestorm’s hostile fights
But Magenta keeps on missing
Junerain’s pavement lights