Wednesday, July 30, 2008

"Three Years Remembered"

I can see the moonlight--

dark and crisp over the salty air.

Warm with a tropical freshness

and the oceans forever blue.

Stars come out to greet me

in this rolling ocean but

it is the moon that demands my attention.

It's luminous grandeur

that reflect across the pacific

daring me to dream

and hope

on its endless light.

This silver crested scene

could be three years remembered

but today is new.

New eyes watch this moonlight roll

and these waves break,

A new person lets this warm

salty air blow through her hair,

For I am not three years remembered

and the past is a lesson I don't

need to live again.

So, I will be the image of today

and the hope of tomorrow.

Friday, July 11, 2008

I'm Better Than This

I'm not this kind of girl. I feel too much. I get too involved. And then in the end my heart hurts and my feelings get hurt. I want to be mad, and I am for probably the next day and most likely the next time I see you, but I'm pretty sure you just don't know how to talk to me. You do know how to talk to me because you have, but I think it makes you nervous because you only do it when we're alone. I wanted to throw a water bottle at the back of your head as had as I could today and say "Oops it slipped" but I didn't. I know you aren't intentionally trying to hurt me. I have said a lot of mean things about you today to other people and I don't really mean them I'm just hurt and it's easier to be mad then cry. I wasn't going to pine over you but I would have liked to have been your friend. I enjoyed hearing about your life and I enjoyed sharing about mine. You were interested in what I was doing in my life and that meant a lot to me. I'll let you try and redeem yourself if you can man-up and do it because you are a good person. But right now, I don't have the time to be upset because you're cute but not that cute and I'm better than this.