December 2008
Each Breath I Take.
Each year.
Each tear.
Each smile.
Each laugh.
For every friend I’ve made.
For every friend I’ve lost.
For everthing.
I’ve changed.
“What lies behind us and what lies ahead of us are tiny matters compared to what...”
– Ralph Waldo Emerson
“What is a friend? A single soul dwelling in two bodies.”
– Aristotle
Friends Forever Not
One summer ruined everything.
One choice made things worse.
I don’t know how to feel, to love, to hate.
My body is numb, and my heart is cold.
I can’t leave, but it hurts to stay.
We had a friendship.
It was strong, it was good, it was honest.
It was.
Now it’s nothing.
It’s gone, it’s faded, it’s uncomforting.
It is.
“Before I was shot, I always thought that I was more half-there than all-there -...”
– Andy Warhol
Television Set.
Surround me with safety.
Kill me with danger.
Love me with passion.
So predictable and scripted
Like something seen on t.v.