Friday, August 15, 2008

It is what it is


Sven, I really needed you today.  Oh well, things being what they are it was for the best.  I just wish I could have heard your voice.  

I'd like to call and be able to see you.  I thought I was ready but I'm not.  I want to be brave and beautiful and look you in the eyes as I finally say goodbye.  

I know you think it has been said.  Really it was left unsaid.  Like a dangling metaphor, you wanted us to still be friends.  But friendship can't be one sided.  You haven't reached out to me and I know you could if you wanted.  The point is that you don't want to.  I am still working on accepting that reality.  I still can't reach out in friendship.  I'm still too angry, hurt, afraid to go back to that pain.  

I have other pain to deal with, pain that has nothing to do with you.  Someday I would like to be indifferent to the thought of you.  I hope I reach that point.  But for now I will dream of other things and go back to making my life better.  I have found peace in where I am.  I am happier than I've been in a long time.  Being happy takes work but once I got the hang of it, I find it more often.

Live well, laugh often, love the one you're with.  


Thursday, August 14, 2008

string of bubbles

our meetings are bubbles
fragile-beautiful-complete 
but we can't live there

i want to stay inside 
push myself through the walls
but i exist in another space

it is what it is

you say this to me
to keep me safe, secure, sane
and i believe you

it is what it is
and it is so much more

a tiny truth revealed
your wants needs desires
another bubble to the chain

it is what it is
and still it isn't

each time growing stronger
another type of bubble
waiting for creation

it is what it is
a quiet peaceful meadow
waiting for the moment

it is what it is
tiny string of bubbles
watch as it floats away