What A Way To Wake Up.....

 

What? Why? How?

What did you say?
What did I hear?
What did I say?
What did you hear?

Did I speak too fast?
Did you speak too slow?
Did I hear you right?
Did you hear what I said?

Why did you ask?
Why do I care?
Why did you speak?
Why do I listen?

When will you care?
When will I matter?
When will you see me?
When will it be my turn?

How will I know?
How will I cope?
How will I know?
How will I survive?

Words

There are words that we never say, at least not out loud and not in public.
Words that we cannot bring ourselves to say.
Words that are too honest and show too much truth.
Words that have too much power.
Those are the words that we never say.

There are words that we say that we should not.
Words that slip out when we are not guarded.
Words that are more about the moment than forever.
Words that have the same power.
Those are words that we didn't want to say.

There are words that we never get to say.
Words that we hold on to too tightly.
Words that we wait for the right moment to speak.
Words that we want to be just right.
Those are words that we didn't share.

There are words that mean everything.
Words that share our dreams.
Words that share our hearts.
Words that share our souls.
Those are words that create our world when spoken.

There are words that mean nothing.
Words that are said to be heard.
Words that are for our gain.
Words that beguile ourselves.
Those are words that are not real.

There are words that build us up.
Words of encouragement.
Words of support.
Words of kindness.
Those are words that make us special.

There are words that destroy us.
Words of anger.
Words of apathy.
Words of hate.
Those are words that rip out our hearts.

There are words that bind us.
Words of promise.
Words of hope.
Words of wisdom.
Those are words that hold us tight.

There are words that tear us apart.
Words of critique.
Words of deceit.
Words of walls.
Those are words that divide our whole.

There are words that rescue us.
Words of heroes.
Words of honor.
Words of courage.
Those are words that feed our longing.

There are words that fate us.
Words of reality.
Words of what is.
Words of conformity.
Those are words that chain us.

What are your words?
What are my words?
What are our words?
What are their words?
Cause those are words that...

Time

Time is relative
It can be slow
It can be fast
It drags on
It flies by

A day
A night
A month
A year

Earth year
Lunar year
Solar year
Galactic year

But what is time?
Past memories
Future dreams
Current events

Make time
Don't waste time
Spend time
Don't lose time
Time is relative.

I Miss You

My Dearest,

I could open with the normal salutations, but they feel so inadequate and sound so pretentious. So do I just jump right to the heart of my heart? Or should I meander through the paths of us until I get to our secret bench under the arbor? But then I wonder why, it will be empty, you are not there, not really. Yet, I still roam our paths like a child lost in the labyrinth, looking for you only finding where you were and not where you are.

I carry your letters and hold tight to your words, for else can fill my arms. I close my eyes and take a deep breath, you stand before me with that roguish grin and the devil in your gleam. My sigh settles into a fleeting smile, for in my joy I look up to you with wide eyed anticipation only to find it was my dreams strolling by my side.

My love, I am grateful everyday for your love, the gift that fate has given, but the distance she has created seems for her sport. I am sorry, my darling, as improper as it is, I must admit that her pleasure is my weakness and I find moments in which despair seems my unwanted companion. My every wish your presence, my every dream your nearness, my every breath your whispered name; yet it is the chill of silence that embraces me.

When the situation here turns from clouds to rain, the chill is to the bone, I find that all warmth eludes me. It is during the rain that I miss you most and need you more. I no of no avail for recovering on my own, for you have entwined yourself most firmly in my state. I am at a loss for concentration when my thoughts are of naught but you. I make every effort to play my role for your sake, to be strong and joyful and industrious in the meanwhile.

I know my wishes are no grander than a spoiled child wanting you with me all the while knowing that my request is not proper or patient. I do not speak them for your compliance but in order that your knowing reminds you of my adoration. I know of no other way than to speak directly for my thoughts to be conveyed unto your own; for even though it seems as though I am but a mere book that you have read until the pages are worn and the binding smooth, it is my need to say so it is known.

You are the vessel that conveys my heart and soul through the universe. I am but a reflection of your love and protection. And for as long as you hold my heart and soul, so you must hold the rest else I be lost and broken. You are the destiny that fate has bestowed me and my destiny you will eternally be.

Completely,

My Sanctuary

You are my peace,
You are my hope,
You are my haven,
You are my world.

I love your smile,
I love your eyes,
I love your mind,
I love you.

You are my air,
You are my sky,
You are my breath,
You are my life.

I need your guidance,
I need your support,
I need your strength,
I need you.

You are my sun,
You are my moon,
You are my shining star,
You are my Milky Way.

I want your hand,
I want your kiss,
I want your hug,
I want you.

Hope Loss

In the dying light of day
We wander without knowing
And we can get lost

Never looking back
Taking chances here or there
Telling promises to ourselves
One day we find out
Fool that we have been
Each heart ache self inflicted
Each failure our ambush
Leeching our truth out
Yearning for hope
Once the source of our venture
Until that realization
Reaching down to our soul
Tumbling down the hole
Over and over again
Under the pain
Cover your heart
Hold on to the hope