The Perfect way to “Grow Up Too Fast” is by being a spectator for as long as you dream
yet you know just by submitting an application, you could be on the team

Failed by a daughter’s first hero, the warrior geared up,
Dreams still filled of rainbows and unicorns, lilies and daisies,
fireplace and wooden cabin, hot chocolate and cosy blankets,
chase towards the sunset, walks on the beach and dives into the seas.

First, it was electricity.
It got so shocking, it became cringy.
It was a nice piece of candy, with an intriguing wrapping,
you took a peek and it came alive. Chasing and haunting.
Too eager to have you taste its sweetness, too eager to have you love its taste.
Later when the obsession died down, you realised it wasn’t the flavour you want.

Then, it was bonfire. It got cold, deep in the woods.
In the dark, you see the fire from afar. Attracted, you closed in.
The fire crackled. Your new favourite sound.
You sat by the fire, telling stories of a warrior, of how she dreams in her town.
Ways to take off her shields and disarm her.
It was too hot. The fire almost melts you with warmth.
So you took off your jacket and moved closer.
It burnt you. You became speechless, as you were the one holding knives, so why were you the one bleedin?

Shortly after, a friend came over to look at those healing stitches.
But the request to show the scars were too absurd. You overreacted.
Leaving you in disgust and you zipped up your jacket.

It was just a scratch on the surface. Yet you felt you were quickly catching up.
No longer the new member on the team. “You learn fast”, they said.
The burden, the distance, the emptiness, left you as you were, as skin heals in seconds.
It just made you more familiar as a player.
Bandage ready, you are set for a new Match.

Insomniac routines of cyclic obsessions and thoughts, of the one... I'll just wait here, for my number, from the other side of an oh-so familiar queue  ... Is this even the right queue?

This holiday...
This delightfully cheerful,
Wonderfully happy,
Endlessly beautiful holiday,
Is also so terribly lonely.
Every year I spend it alone,
No Valentine to give my heart to,
And no Valentine gives me their's.
I'm happy for those who
Have found love and
Have Valentines,
But I can't help but feel
So lonely and sad on this day.
Because the cute couples,
The sweet letters,
Kind gifts,
And warm cuddling
Just reminds me that
I can't have the one I want.

I love it when you gently rub your strong hands through out all my hair

I love it when you look at me with your deep ice blue eyes like I am yours forever

I love it when I can hear your laughter all the way through the house

I love it when as you walk through my door and I run, you pick me up and hold me just as tight as I do

I love it when you play guitar and sing to me for hours on end without a care

I love it when you hold my hand proud everywhere we go

I love that you always take your time telling me just how beautiful I am everyday

I love the way your warm breath tickles my ear as you whisper you love me

I love how passionate you touch every inch of my body, between kisses telling me how perfect I am

I love making love with you, wrapping myself around your masculine body, feeling myself melt underneath you

I love it when we lay and you pull me from behind against your chest, holding me telling me sweet nothings

I love it when you put your hands on my stomache and say, "I can't wait to have a family with you".

I love all and everything you do

But most of all I love you

I hear you gotta girl,
so this ones just for you my Son,

I hear she makes your day,
when you are,
on your hurried daily run,
when every step is slow,
as you take & take,
another one,

If your load is feeling heavy,
if it feels just like solid ton,
when they are on your back,
& aiming with a snipers gun,

When skies are turning grey,
& you just cannot see the sun,
when every moment you're awake,
& everything in life is fun,

She's your baby darlin' dear,
your sweetest little hunny bun,
she says you two are juxtaposed,
in a lovely lil' funny pun,

When life just makes you dizzy,
& at night,
when you are feeling spun,
every day, all day
on every leg,
& race you've won,

She loves you in the morning,
& when the day is finel'y done,
always she is shining,
shining on,
shining,
shining on,
shining just like the rising sun,

I'm just so very happy for you love,
so very happy,
that you,
yes you,
you have finally,
finally,
found the one.

Love you,
always,
Mom.

Cherie Nolan © 2016

We both were hurting.
We both made mistakes out of anger to get the others attention.
We both fell apart.

Im happy most days now, although you still are in my head every waking minute and every unconscious second.

You were confident and I had to have it.
You are enjoyable just to be around.
Im starting to want you in my life just a little bit then not at all.

I miss you and me, us.

Running. running, running so fast
Away from my fears, away from my past
That's causing me many tears
In which I cannot see clear
My vision now blurred
My hearing now impaired
By the lies that I've heard
Not really knowing why
Why me?
Why now?
Why then?
And how...
How could this happen to me?
How could anyone let this happen to me?
How come it happened to me?
Questions, questions but no one had the answers
But then I met You
You knew just what to do
You helped me see
The future that was before me
You helped me hear
Through all the voices that were there
Having You here, right by my side
Has been more than I could ever describe
This journey of discovery
Is now causing me to....
Run, Run, Run so fast
Into the arms of the One who knows no past.

Written by: Luwarner T. Moore
Wednesday, May 18th, 2016