Friday, 30 March 2012

30/03/12
Sometimes
I wonder
what it would have been like
how things would have gone
but the pieces never fit and
I didn’t feel exactly
how I felt it should feel
I never have
but observations
sewn together
in small, kind words 
got me thinking 
about movies
and cigarettes
and phonecalls
and most importantly, texts sent too late

if I had felt how I felt it should feel
then
it seems likely that
it would all be different now
and
that’s not what I want:
I found my most precious moments
and a bright shining star
and I would never give that up

but
all I’m saying is
that I’m grateful that there is still something
and I’m grateful that there are still words. 

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