Tuesday, November 4, 2014

Dear Old Friend

Hey, dear old friend
I've been thinking about you and just wanted to see how you were doing
I wanted to see if your eyes still lit up when I made you laugh until slobber crept out of the corners of your mouth and onto the arm rest of my couch.
I wanted to see did you have enough heart to see the pain behind my smile, the guilt in my laugh, and the passion steaming from my skin
I wanted to see would you recognize the moment in time to wisp me off of my feet into the sunset to await a moonlit dance
I wanted to see would you notice when I puckered my lips to make that "yea right" face that I really wanted your hands to be perfectly molded around my face for our last dying kiss.
Hey old friend
I just want to know do you still love me?
Do you still dream of a day that God would change His mind, obliterate everyone from off of this Earth and start over with Adam and Eve...or Peaches and Steve?
That possibly we could be the beginning? And recreate the end? I promise you dear old friend I won't be deceived and open a life to us of sin. I won't encourage the things of the enemy and listen to what he preaches...besides my favorite fruit is Peaches
Luckily for you; those aren't forbidden
And yet, we stare aimlessly back forth at the carpet & then to the wall trying to ignore the elephant in the room
What the hell are we doing? 
Like two kids playing uno, changing the rules as they go trying to make sure each other had a turn to win but not realizing they've made each other sore losers
God says loose her---him
Quit holding on to the other trying not to fathom losing each other to another
You see, if you wanted it you'd go for it. Who makes a cake and purposely leaves out the sugar? 
Because this thing has turned into everything but sweet! 
Dear old friend
I'm sorry. 
I'm sorry I'm not that girl you met almost 11 years ago...she's grown now. Before, those roller coaster rides were a thrill...tantalizing every hormone in her body. She found every assurance of life in your lips, she trusted you with her gifts until you tore the package when you ripped the wrapper... And then rewrapped her in a life of sin. 
Dear old friend
I forgive you
I love you
I don't know if I'll ever stop dreaming of the day I'll let you go and embrace the man who is truly strong enough to love me.
So today I'll just practice by saying....
Good bye, my dear old friend. 


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