Something Different.

I'm doing something different for this blog. I apologize for no poetry this time. Today I almost got in my first car accident. I've only had my license since this past December because my parents were both too paranoid to teach me to drive when I first got my permit. I feel a little sort of resentment against them because I have often felt very unprepared for driving amongst other people. However, I did end up learning because of my boyfriend and I am very grateful for that. Anyways, today I was driving back from the store when I zoned out for not even a few seconds as I was looking for a speed limit sign. In those 2 seconds the car in front of me had slammed on their brakes and stopped because of a person jay-walking. Luckily I was going a little under the speed limit and I stopped just in time. I was still a few feet away from the car in front of me but I was so scared. I don't think I've ever been so scared in my life. It made me think about how fast things can happen in life and that we should cherish every minute we have. I know that even if I were to hit that car in front of me I would not have died. Sure I would've gotten a little hurt but I'm betting that things would've been okay. However, if something like that can happen so fast, anything can happen that fast. I'm just grateful that I got home safely and that no one got hurt.

Honesty.

It's unnerving to say the least...that nothing can compare to you.
Suppose I tell the truth...I would not do it justice.
I could not express in words the way your eyes sparkle in the summer sun
nor the song of your smile on a silent day.
I could not describe the velvet of your touch nor the laughter of your kiss.
Suppose I lie and withhold my heart; will I be true to myself? Or will I save myself the pain?
Those times I lay beside you in the dark awaiting the light of the morning glow, I can say
nothing to how my mind percieves you...an angel in the sunrise.
So tell me this, what is honesty that causes pain? What is it about you that I can't let go of?
The dulcet taste of your love has impressed upon my heart
and left a scar to not be healed.
I'll dream of you...forevermore.

Untitled.

A sudden infusion of nerves and I know that you are there,

Inside me, connected.

I do not doubt you must feel it too.

It is immediate, eternal, inexplicable and unreasonable;

This cannot be! You do not love me or love another.

(Both are the same, though I rationalize the distinction.)

How then do we two still exist, connected as tin-can strings?

(I feel it awake, asleep, of great import, background to all and also shining imperious foreground.)

Can it be these stars have crossed by choice?

Nay and never, but tangled only.