These feelings are new
One moment here then not
Hello my new friend
Your kindness surrounds
Busy, happy and present
Hello my good friend
Lips purse on my cheeck
Suddenly my world is changed
Hello my sweet friend
My eyes flutter wild
You race when our hands touch slow
Now I know you live
It's been awhile
Once numbed now brimming with hope
Hello my old friend
Sep 4, 2013
Sep 4, 2013 at 1:20 PM UTC
These feelings are new
One moment here then not
Hello my new friend
Your kindness surrounds
Busy, happy and present
Hello my good friend
Lips purse on my cheeck
Suddenly my world is changed
Hello my sweet friend
My eyes flutter wild
You race when our hands touch slow
Now I know you live
It's been awhile
Once numbed now brimming with hope
Hello my old friend
This poem is not a declaration of love for another person, it's rejoicing in all the little moments I never fully experienced while my heart closed off from the world. When I wrote this I had just met someone. For the first time in a long time, I felt that rush of emotion and chemicals for when you start to fall for someone. It was the moment I realized my heart had finally healed and I could feel again. It may sound corny but that's what happened. In this poem, my friend is my heart.