Thursday, December 30, 2004

I'll meet you halfway

You are an incredibly wonderful woman who deserves to and will be loved and respected. We belong together, you and me. We are meant for each other, you and me. And in this big and messed up world, the Gods will conspire for us to meet, fall in love, and spend the rest of our lives together. So my most beloved, please hang in there and continue to hope, dream, and wonder. Don't settle for anyone else because you're the only one who'll complete me. You're the only one who'll tame my heart.

Don't give up, keep on looking, and don't worry if you ever feel tired of it all. I'll meet you halfway.

Wednesday, December 29, 2004

The 24th

Living such a humbled life. Perched on the 24th slab, I examine what life there is beyond this glass prison. Where have all my dreams retired?

I watch the cars below. They remind me of the toys I used to play with as a kid. They seem to move in unison, though I know better than that. They almost always just think for themselves. They are all their own kings of the road. And their destination is the only one that matters. They have a rightful claim to each of their paths. They think as individuals. They have no sense of oneness. But from up here it's clear that they are bound together by a greater force and they think and act as they are meant to, with or without them knowing so.

I look around and see that I am surrounded by towers of glass. Clear sheets separate the world as we know it and the secret world that thrives inside these tall structures. These sheets are one-sided. Outside, they give off a reflection of the world. See what you want to see, but don't see more than what's on the surface. After a while, these marvelous mirrors seem impersonal. Who knows what monsters run the wheels of commerce? No one does. Everyone has an idea, but no one pursues them. We all acknowledge the existence of the evils that be, but everyone is involved, so everyone just doesn't talk.

I look around again and I see the sky peeking in on this man made wonderland. That is the sky of my youth. The sun of all my hopes and aspirations.

Where are my sunny days? When will the trees embrace me again? When will I run through the green fields? It was another lifetime since I last felt that free.

All that surround me now are concrete walls. I am bound by chilling rows of glass. This white light tries to replace the sun. This cool air tries to replace the wind. This desk tries to replace a life. This world tries to replace a dream.

Tuesday, December 28, 2004

Voice messages

She was one of my best friends in highschool. We remained friends through college, but it just wasn't the same. As with all the could-have-beens in my life, she went on to find a boyfriend right after it was clear that we were just friends.

We used to talk all the time. She's a sweet little thing. I love her to bits. It was another case of my heart telling me to do something, but my head refusing because it was too distraught.

I missed her when she got into a relationship. I missed her when she got new friends. I missed her when I'd see her around and not know anything about her life.

This one time she was crying. She was going through a break up. I was there to comfort her. And in the middle of her sobs, she paused to ask me why I tell her that I love her. Looking back, it was very foolish of me to have been telling her that. Maybe I added to her confusion. But I did love her. Maybe not in a romantic way (okay, almost in a romantic way) but I cared for her and was genuinely concerned for her.

Yes, those were the days of my foolish youth. And my actions still have repercussions to this day.

Monday, December 27, 2004

Just for a while

A longing look,
a hidden smile,
a brush of skin
that lasts
just for a while.

Sunday, December 26, 2004

A love you deserve

I wish for you a love you deserve
A love that’s just right for you
The kind that feels comfortable,
That feels like you’re coming home

I wish for you a love that’s effortless
A love that’s honest and sincere
Not giving in to foolishness and games
The kind that loves because it loves

I wish for you a love to last forever
A love that never fades nor mellows
The kind that touches the soul
That lives beyond your last breath

I wish for you a love that’s real
A love that fills your heart
And completes your soul
A love you truly deserve

Saturday, December 25, 2004

Unsent

Welcome to the world of things that can't be said,
of people missed without them knowing,
of heartbeats raising, heavy breathing, and cold sweat.
Welcome to the world of things unsent.

Friday, December 24, 2004

I'll find you

Your eyes will speak a million truths
with none greater than the fact
that life has started anew
when our lives crossed paths.