Mostly Crap

I called this page mostly crap, because that's what it is. I usually only try and write poetry (if you can even call it that) only when I think I'm in love, depressed, or depressed about being in love. Thus much of this will be sappy drivel and crap, most of its old, but for some reason I felt the need to annoy you with it.

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I'm not your average 28 year old. I like to engage in highly dorky pursuits, and to date highly attractive women. (Well, just one at a time) I'd like to say I get by on my wit and charm... but we all know that just isn't true. I happily find myself in the Bay Area, where I enjoy the temperate weather, sweaters in June, and rolling landscapes. I do miss the raging thunderstorms of Central Texas, but as they drive my dog insane, its probably for the best. I hope you enjoy the inner workings of my dorkiness, feel free to comment as necessary. (Unless its about grammar, puncuation or spelling, then I don't wanna hear it!)

Thursday, February 03, 2005

Ok, fine.. I wrote this recently

Like no girl I've ever met,
Like the girl I've always known.
In my head you've lived your life,
up till now, when our paths cross.

Way to perfect to exist,
I always thought you couldn't be.
Even if we happened on it,
the choice you'd make would not be me.

Of all the dreams when you'd appear,
Of all the times I woke refreshed.
I knew that you were meant for me,
I knew "home" would be with you.

I met you once, I did not know,
of all the days to smoke away.
I chanced to quit, we meet again,
I regret the times that could've been.

People say, "If its meant to be,
time will meet with place."
Time and I, we are not friends,
If this is it, I will not wait.

For years I've searched, I've looked afar,
I've been from here to there.
The world is large I was adrift,
Only to find you where I have been.

I've gone too far,
Can I go back? Was it all my folly?
If you are there, and I am here,
how can we be together?

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