Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Unrequited Love
I can’t help it that I don’t feel that way
When I look at you.
I can’t help it that you do.
From the beginning I knew
This was all wrong.
I didn’t feel the ache for you.
Food tasted normal,
Birds sounded the same,
The sky was plain old blue.
But I needed it to be so badly
That I kept on.
I let it go.
I held you back.
All the while knowing that
I would never dream of you
Or feel that way when I look at you.
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Monday, November 16, 2009
Your Light For Me
Would you mind if I sat a while with you?
No words. No fuss.
I just want to sit in your warmth,
Feel your breath,
And share in your light.
The crazy day keeps knocking on my door,
Begging me to come out from under these sheets.
But you’re too good to pass up
And the day can wait.
I’m happy with you,
Happy enough to forget all about
The clouds that were settling in
Just before you lit up my life,
Bright and sunny for the world to see.
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Learning to Say I Love You Again
I don’t know what your middle name is
Or if you went to the prom or not.
I don’t know your favorite color
And if you wear that color everyday.
I don’t know your music
Or if you like gel or paste toothpaste.
I don’t know when you were born or where,
How you got to be here or there.
I don’t know if you like The Beatles
Or D.H. Lawrence
Or hot dogs.
I don’t know what your mom does
Or how many times you’ve been to Disney.
I don’t know anything about you
Except that when you walk into the room,
Something happens to me.
Something that makes me believe again.
Something that makes me want to
Put my heart out there again.
Something that makes me want to
learn to say “I love you” again.
Or if you went to the prom or not.
I don’t know your favorite color
And if you wear that color everyday.
I don’t know your music
Or if you like gel or paste toothpaste.
I don’t know when you were born or where,
How you got to be here or there.
I don’t know if you like The Beatles
Or D.H. Lawrence
Or hot dogs.
I don’t know what your mom does
Or how many times you’ve been to Disney.
I don’t know anything about you
Except that when you walk into the room,
Something happens to me.
Something that makes me believe again.
Something that makes me want to
Put my heart out there again.
Something that makes me want to
learn to say “I love you” again.
Monday, November 2, 2009
Feeling Like This
Sometimes it's so easy to get lost
In the busy days, nights, in betweens,
That I lose track of the fact that
I've been missing this in my life.
But when I see you,
I get those old feelings
That make me realize
How much I've missed feeling like this.
In the busy days, nights, in betweens,
That I lose track of the fact that
I've been missing this in my life.
But when I see you,
I get those old feelings
That make me realize
How much I've missed feeling like this.
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