AND if ONLY

And If Only And if only the years were between twenty and forty And if only we had lived in the same city And if only we had boarded the same plane And if only we had shared a cab And if only we had shopped at the same store And if only we had lived in the same neighborhood And if only you had been the boy next door And if only that simple twist of fate had not been so cruel Continue reading AND if ONLY

She’s Fighting For Her Freedom: Who The Hell Am I Here?

There are times when I miss the bliss of ignorance…the contentment of giving up hope…the calm of not caring. I can’t even remember myself before our first conversation. What was I doing? How did I spend my time? I was going on Tagged…happily…not…sharing my time…or my life…or my personal details with any of the men to whom I talked. I never complicated anything…in any way. I would have been bored…but not to the point of desperation…alone…but not to the point of being lonely. I was okay…not…thinking about being held…or being kissed. I did not have fantasies about being with a … Continue reading She’s Fighting For Her Freedom: Who The Hell Am I Here?

The Wait

          The Wait The last time that I saw you, I sat right down and cried. I felt my heart inside me, had shriveled up and died. You stood there waving at me, cause you were going away. I didn’t think that I could live without you for one day. I sit alone day after day and night after lonely night. So many things just feel so wrong, so few things feel so right. It’s been this way for 9 long months, I miss you so damned much. I want to see your handsome face I want to feel your … Continue reading The Wait

You Are The One

When I feel that I’m weak, you make me feel stronger. When my happiness is brief, you make it last longer. When I feel that it’s too dark, you bring in the light. When I feel that it’s all wrong, you always make it right. When I’ve fallen down, you help me to stand. When I reach out cause I’m lost, you give me your hand. When I feel my wings are broken, and I want to cry. You’re the one who reminds me, that I can still fly. When I feel I cannot tell a lie from what is … Continue reading You Are The One

Tick Tock

Counting hours that turn into days, my love for you in so many ways, Becomes like the ticking of a clock. The seconds pass, then the hours pass too, days upon days when I think of you, Becomes like the ticking of a clock. From daylight to nightfall, from dusk to dawn, the love from you that I depend upon, Becomes like the ticking of a clock. Patiently waiting for the day we meet, the sound I hear as my heart skips a beat, Becomes like the ticking of a clock. I walk on beaches, I walk down my street, … Continue reading Tick Tock

Misty Mornings

Misty mornings make me think of him, not for any particular reason. Misty mornings make me think, and when I think, I think of him. Thinking of You In the morning and at night, in sunshine and in showers, All I do is think of you and this goes on for hours. I know there’s other things in life, that I should really do, But even in the midst of it, there’s still the thoughts of you. My mind is out of focus, my actions out of touch, I guess it could be possible that, I think of you too … Continue reading Misty Mornings