It's been a while
Since I saw you last
I have so many things
That I want to say
First, how pathetic I think
It was that you tried to
Find a replacement me
Who's not as good looking
Charming or even as good in bed
He won't make you as happy as I did nor will it last
I know you still love me
So much in fact that you talk about me
In front of him so much
He's probably getting sick of it
Before long he won't be able to handle you and your perpetual sadness
You'll end things, realizing you made a mistake, and missed your chance at true happiness, and soon after
You'll contact me
"Baby, I want us back together"
And I'll whisper "no"

Has it been this long
I feel like I'm rusty
Out of practice
Out of shape

It's time to get back into
The thick of things
To return to the limelight
I hope I succeed

Why is it
That creatives like us
Gain popularity
A following, so to speak,
By churning out love poems
Lines of our past, often failed
Relationships and semi hookups

I know I am guilty of this
You caught me red-handed
But I'm inquiring because
Sometimes, the best food for thought
Is found in poems, not about love
But about failure, success, pity
Growth, maturity, lack there of

Maybe, indulge me
Maybe the best pieces of work
Are outside the realm of human intimacy

I went to their bed
To lay my weary head down
Only to hold doubt

****, I did not get good sleep last night
Actually, I hardly even slept
Days have been stressful
Seconds have become burdens
Tasks I once anticipated with glee
Dissipated into mundane labor
I'm not going out as much
Life has become a bit more difficult

5 years ago I did not foresee
That this is where my road led me
I spent a lot of sleepness nights
Dreading my past failures
My missed opportunities
How did it come to this?
Why has my demorilization superceded
The calmed demeanor and self esteem
I had once possessed

I feel like I've been living life without
Consequence and lack the responsibility
To turn things on the wayside
Furthering my progression to return
To that road of calmed demeanor,
Rational thinking and love
The love I once had for myself

I need some fresh air

A bed is where we lay
Pondering on the separation
And miles we would be apart

A cabin to ourselves
Tending to goats and chickens
Our body temperatures mixing
It won't happen this year

I had too many ties down here
Your family awaited you up north
You'll be returning soon

But that time to ourselves
And the responsibilities of mundane living
Hikes set with foresty fields
Golden glows, meters above sea level
Will not come to fruition this year

It's only been a day
And today I choked up
On the drive back home
You choked up on your way north

I'm decent at letters but this will do.
Te amo, amore

So much for being friends.
I really thought our history
Could make us see
Through our differences.
But in the end
Discourse was too severe

I really don't understand
Why people think they
Have me figured out
Sure, I'm well mannered
Respectful and giving
My natural introversion
Proceeds me at times
But believe when I say
There's more to me
Then what you see
At face value
I'm layered
And I only open up
To a select few
The worst part is
I haven't opened up to you
I uphold my shy demeanor
But in due time
I won't hold back
And my actions
Will turn admirable

I thought I knew you
I thought I knew us
Our dynamics
Our interplay
The trust we bulit
A rapport we shared
That unspoken understanding

Our guards were up
We feared letting each other in
Our sullen hearts and tired eyes
Could not fathom affection
I may not be ready
And, suffice to say, it's mutual
But this is me letting go
Of my untimely inhibitions

Changed
I've changed for the better
That chapter I penned
The year previous
Reached it's conclusion
Suffice to say

That book
A novel, rather
Called Life
I haven't finished it

There are stories yet to be told
For now, this will do

Sometimes I feel lost
Like I'm aiming the dark
And I seldom succeed
In my progression.
But these woes I face
Are just another part
of everyday life
Maybe the only way forward
Is from within

Pure bliss is a bottle
of the finest drink,

The beach
on cool September night

Soothing Brasilian jazz
and you, of course

You've put me to the test
I've aced every single one
I proved my worth
So let's not lollygag
Enough of the charades

It came as a discovery, really
I've only started to realize
That coincidences, though they exist
Are not common occurrences
Everything that led up to now
Happened for a reason
As much as I'd like to
Dismiss it as a coincidence
I can't bring myself to
Each day is full of surprises
And that's what excites me the most

I want someone to lay down with
One I could have a
Unintelligible conversation with
Yet keep her entertained
That's the kind of thing I'd cherish

It's only during the times
We are close do I feel
I can boast about
How I do not fear
About today or tomorrow
Because on each new morning
There's something to
Look forward to
And fulfill
And I've always had that
In myself, yet I didn't know it
All it took was
Your kind words and company
For me to show it

Is difficult to come by
These days
It seems trends
Take prevalence
Over genuine creativity
Replicating what's in
And it's shameful
All that's needed
Is the thrill
Of discovery
Taking risks
What's needed
Is originality

It's quite beautiful, really
How much can transpire
In one single day
And how lovely is it
That with each new dawn
Comes new mornings
New oppurtunites
And the thrill of inspiration

Here we are again
At the same restaurant
Listening to the same bossa nova tune
Our feet are tapping
This setting is too familiar
"Let's leave this place"
And you agree, wholeheartedly
*"Yes, darling. Let's make new adventures"

It's strange
When you first start
Talking to someone
The interest is there
Attraction is ever present
Yet, you aren't looking
For a relationship
Just companionship
It may blossom
Into something more
But for now
Simplicity is key
It's all you need

A spectrum
of colors
Perceived as emotions
Persist primarily

Entirely awestruck
Woven into
Lacking sustenance

Complications
Expenses
Weariness
All follow suit

Exchanges are terse
Privacy is nonexistent
And it leaves one to wonder
"Am I alright?"
"Is this all over?"