“Don’t Cry Because It’s Over… Smile Because It Happened.”
There are so many people that I am sad to say that I no longer talk to for one reason or another. Some reasons were better than others, I must admit… all were necessary for the time, at least. Lately, I find myself thinking a lot about friendships and love that I may have missed out on, ones that could have become something out of a novel if they had been given over to the caring side of life.
“Together, we’ll do away with sorrow.”
They say that you tend to remember the bad stuff in past relationships more because they were slightly traumatic. I find that I can’t help thinking about the good times and that seems so much worse, to my mind. When you can’t rememeber why you’re no longer talking to a person, then there’s an issue with your reasoning.
“That scar you left is so endearing.”
I want to share the following with you… I don’t think it was ever meant to be read aloud, especially to someone that was a stranger to the situation, but it’s discomfiting, always trying to browbeat these memories into submission.
This light is shooting towards us
Our eyes are not trained well enough -
In that existance, time flashes
Flying by in linear tractions.
Yet we percieve this beam floating . . .
Inching pace along this stretch
Inside this cylinder of bursting light
is like nothing in this world.
No emotion or preconcieved notions -
instead there are moments,
of undetermined proportions.
The directed speed was calculated
to better suit our situation.
The fate of our existance in exact correlation
Every moment created between us,
Stored inside this capsule…
Days pass and shatter on the floor
And everything collected grew,
In timely measure.
Condensed and tightly woven
Exploding at our seconds of pressure.
Light bursts through this passing moment
I wipe the debris from off my brow,
these tears represent my love inside…
(Like pages turned, my fingers burn)
Through us, light ingested
Pushing past and never resting.
(FADE TO BLACK)
I’ll never forget my moment.
For you, it hurried by -
While your beautiful lashes blinked a seal
to this damage…
My heart contrasted,
Swelling, it manifested.
Forgotten, disappearing
I’m fading at your discretion.
