I don’t think I ever said
How much you meant to me.
My words were quiet, my actions small,
But my heart knew it all along.

Now that you’re gone, I hold on tight—
To the memories, the laughter, the light.
I wish I’d said it more back then,
My love for you, my dearest friend.

Love is a game we like to play, not always sincere with the words we say.
We dance with another drawing each other in like cat and mouse we run away again.
I love you, you love me so anxious to achieve! But once you’re there do you believe?
The words you are saying, the words you hear coming from an immature heart to a deaf ear.
The thrill of the chase of all thats new. When it settles into routine leaves you seeking something true.
You begin to push and they to pull longing for that feeling a love so full.
You yearn and you burn When it begins but then find yourself tossing and turning as it ends.
You wake up one day, feeling scarred and broken, a little bled out from wounds that are open.
You begin to heal, to focus on you, determined to find things that are true.
Sick of the games you no longer wish to play. Only focusing on you and the ones who stay.
Who bring compassion and peace, who promote safety and joy. Not dallying with those who treat your heart like baggage or a toy.
No longer seeking a love that burns. You have the scars you want one that stands firm.
Where you support each other as you grow. The pace of it steady and slow.

Daily Poised on the brink of chaos and disaster. liven life in tears, love and laughter.

Wishin for sunshine again and again but you cant have the rainbow without a little rain.

Missing the feelings in the memories of yesterday, but forgetting the pain that made me sway.

Grass is always greener in someone else’s yard. But we cant see their struggle just our own view of hard.

Lost in our dreaming, reaching for what we hope to gain. Losing sight of the hand we could hold, relieve someone else’s pain.

Selfish and ambitious the world seems to glorify. But its not a good look, so ask yourself why?

If its so much better forever when… why are the ones that are there still striving then?

Find something deeper meaning in the mess. Learn, grow, give, love don’t settle for less.

Dance in the rain and bask in the sun. Be happy to just live and life becomes more fun.

Who are you really? What are your dreams?
Is anything i thought as it seems?
I know your favorite color and your Birthday
And what you act like in a rage.
I know your favorite foods and your favorite drink
And how it feels when your anger makes me shrink.
I know your past the people and things that have made you, you.
And i know the chaos you and i have been through.
Hard work, compromise, forgiveness all part of what i expected.
But bitterness, resentment, constant anxiety, and being neglected?
The feeling that choosing us is tearing us both apart so far distanced from the boy and girl we were at the start.

I am lucky enough
  to be able to
    sit here today
   and write down
     that I've watched
    more than fifty years go by
        in what has mostly
          been a blur  
and in that time
I have laughed
   and I have danced
    and I have loved
   and been loved
    and I have cried...
I have really, really cried...
and painfully and truthfully
I must admit that
   I honestly don't know
    how I survived
  the nights that I cried
   until there was
    nothing left of me
that there was only
  the heavy
    and the hollow
     in my chest
  that continued to cry...
there were tears
  and snot
   and heaving
but I was gone...
no longer really there
but somehow
I made it through
I came back somehow
I woke up the next day...
and today I am grateful
  beyond words
   to still be here today
I know with fifty
plus years gone
  there will soon
    be a tomorrow
     that I will not see
and that it will
  come in a flash
but that does not trouble me
  as I have said before
Death will make lier's
  of us all in the end
we all must one day walk
  into the shadows
   of the unknown
but I know in the time
  I've seen pass
my heart has been
  blessed and filled
   with the light of love
and I know in whatever time
  I have left
   that light
    will not dim
    but grow brighter
and when the shadows come
  how lucky I will be
   to have such
    a beautiful life
  to say goodbye to...