I want to know if you think of me too
I want to know why you gave up on me
And why you lied to me
I wish I hadn't given up on you.

Even if we didn't end up together in the end
I wish I would've given us a chance
So I'd know what it's like
And so I'd know if it would've worked out

I wish I would've pressed harder when I knew you lied
I wish I would've said yes to you once; you asked so many times
I wish I would've told you I'd still be with you when we talked
I'm sorry I reacted the way I did

I'm sorry I hurt you
I'm sorry I blew you off with no explanation
You were one of my best friends
You were my first love.

Did you know that?
You were.
I cared about you so intensely at such a young age
Part of me always will.

I assumed we'd get married
Did you know that too?
We had so much fun
We were such close friends

I want to know you're happy
I want to know you're doing well
I wish I could talk to you
And at least have you tell me those things.

But I can't say anything to you
It would be considered inappropriate
But we never got closure
Do you want that too, or is it just me?

I wish you knew these things
I have no idea what you think of me now
Or if you've forgotten about me
Or if I was special to you like you were to me

Or if you loved me too
And if so, if you'll always care about me
And never forget me
I'll never forget you

I'm sorry I was a **** to you when we were younger
I've gotten older, wiser, more mature, more understanding, and more loving
I'm sure we've both changed because everyone does
I've changed a lot, but otherwise, I'm the still same girl you were crazy about.

I never intended to hurt you
I did what I thought I needed to at the time
I've known better for quite a while now
And I'm sorry.

I hope you're happy
And that life is treating you well
I wish you the best
Know I always will, okay?

I wish you knew what you did to me
How I keep going back to it
That I'm hung up on it
Unless you'd think it's pathetic

My gosh, why can't I let you go?
I ridiculously pine
I know you've been idealized
And romanticized in my mind

But it started out so perfectly
We were just kids who became good friends
Then best friends
Then we came to care deeply for each other

We decided to wait until we were older to date
But then we never did
Because of me
I rejected you too many times

So eventually, you gave up on me
Now my mind has a warped reality
My heart still harbors you inside
And sometimes I'm reminded

******, why didn't I just kiss you?
I actually wish I knew what that was like
My gosh, am I horrible?
Utterly obscene?

I was so afraid to even date you
I think I ******* up big time
Did I?
Am I wrong?

How I wish I knew.
The world is not so black and white anymore
There is lots of gray
And it's nothing like I expected.

I miss you.
I miss us.
Please tell me you're okay.
Please tell me you're happy.

I wish I could send you a message somehow
So you'd know I'm sorry
And that I wish you well
For always

It's hard to describe something close
to the smell of coffee and pollution,
but the taxi-cab infested café shows me what it's like.

The normal latte;
a crowded sidewalk;
a bright blue sky
littered with towering masculinity.

But that plane is flying awfully low.

Rush,
Hype,
Energy,
Drive.
New York rush is it's own lust.
Got cars,
Buses,
Trains,
all sorts of Planes,
Attractions,
Lights Flashing,
It's New York Action.
That's my life all right
N-Y-C is all I see  
Manhattan is where I be.

New York City is where
I most like to be.
It’s as noisy as a
Room full of bees.

When I’m there ,
I walk like a bunny.
Fast and quick hurrying
In the streets

People talking and
Walking.
Horns blasting and
Clicking.
The smell of gas
Filling the air.

Oh New York City
You are the best city.
You are even better
Than Italy!

My poet soul writes,
while,
my spirit lives the words.

Cherie Nolan © 2016

Anywhere in time and space, where do you wanna start.
Saving people, hunting things, the family business.
High functioning Sociopath.
You're a wizard Harry.
Divergents must die.
New Directions won nationals.
This is what happens in fandoms.


The feels
The crying
The laughing
The dying
The OTPs
The NOTPs
The romance
The bromance
This is what happens in fandoms.

The Tardis
The Impala
The scarf
The trench coats
The wands
The factions
The singing
The dancing
This is what happens in fandoms.

Your OTPs aren't safe.
No one is safe.
Don't try to run.
Don't try to hide.
Once you are in
There is no getting out.
Save yourself.
Save your sanity.
This is what happens in fandoms.

Sixteenth Note.
Hard to keep up with, Hard to understand.
Can be played only by some, those with experience.

Whole Note.*
Keeps everything together, all in one.
Everyone can play, but doesn't take away from it's worth.