Standing proudly on the periphery of life and death

I saw you.

Unwavering against the Pacific winds

I admired you.

Apart from the chaotic flow of the city

I longed for you.

Arms spread towards the horizon

I envied you.

A second passed and you were gone

I miss you.

-trj

People are just furniture
used to decorate living rooms
and add comfort to them

It really isn't fair you know
To play me like a game
You cause a fall
You aren't at fault
You do not know my name

I've thought of you quite often in
These last few lonely months
You don't know this
You won't notice
You do not know my name

I pass by you when I take walks
Then falter in my step
You feel nothing
You keep walking
You do not know my name

Sometimes things are too familiar
to be changed by the name of a date
or the face of a feeling
or the feeling of being smitten.

Sometimes things are too familiar
and freshly arranged flowers won't change
a past that has already been written

However,
Some things can offer fresh fruit
...but some things should never be bitten.

But I'll bite,
and I'll fight
written scripts with lines for me to speak

because I am oh so very smitten.

I'm sorry I can't tell you stories,
and play with you on your swing set.
I'm not going to be there
to braid your hair
and boss you around.
                       You would never know.

You won't remember
that time I held you
while you napped.
                       I changed your diaper once,
                       but you won't remember that either.

It scares me
that you might not know
I exist.
                      If you never saw me again,
                      you would never know
I love you.
And I'm here.