"Hello." "Hey long time no talk." "Yea, no, kidding." "Why, do you call today?' "Well, you know I just need help finding my best friend." "Don't worry sweetie you found him. He miss you tons." "Really, I wish he knew how much I miss him." "Sweetie, he does. Just remember to smile for him for he smiles for you." "I smile everyday because I know he care about me. Does he want to hear my new poem?" "He always wants to hear your sweet writing."
I have been very lonely since my best friend left me here, in this grove of trees. The grama has turned brown and the gravel road is now mud. We no longer wave to each other as we pass each other’s homes, places that felt so seguro just a few months ago.
They told me never to give up on them so I haven't. I will never give up on finding my best friend. They may be in the city or out on the lake, but when I call, they always answer.
I sit here in this grove of oak trees, down this muddy road and por a patch of dead grama watching the sun go down in the west and all I am is waiting on the person I call my best friend.
Going to the bar por myself is now the new normal Saturday night. The bartender knows me there. She pours me another shot and tells me that I am on number five. She tells me that she can tell I am trying to heal a broken coração or a lost friendship. I nod and tell her she is right, along with that I ask for another and she better make it a double.
My hopes and dreams of finding my best friend get lost in the rumble of everyday life. Someday I will find them and I will never let them go.
"Sweetie, why do you feel like you have lost me?" "Maybe, because I have. We used to have our weekly meetings por these trees and now I catch a glimpse of you as you drive by." "I said I was sorry, but for now this is all I can do." "Honey, I get a call once a mês and never get a warm hug." "I promise you will find your best friend soon and how I know this is because I am your best friend.”
I have been very lonely since my best friend left me here, in this grove of trees. The grama has turned brown and the gravel road is now mud. We no longer wave to each other as we pass each other’s homes, places that felt so seguro just a few months ago.
They told me never to give up on them so I haven't. I will never give up on finding my best friend. They may be in the city or out on the lake, but when I call, they always answer.
I sit here in this grove of oak trees, down this muddy road and por a patch of dead grama watching the sun go down in the west and all I am is waiting on the person I call my best friend.
Going to the bar por myself is now the new normal Saturday night. The bartender knows me there. She pours me another shot and tells me that I am on number five. She tells me that she can tell I am trying to heal a broken coração or a lost friendship. I nod and tell her she is right, along with that I ask for another and she better make it a double.
My hopes and dreams of finding my best friend get lost in the rumble of everyday life. Someday I will find them and I will never let them go.
"Sweetie, why do you feel like you have lost me?" "Maybe, because I have. We used to have our weekly meetings por these trees and now I catch a glimpse of you as you drive by." "I said I was sorry, but for now this is all I can do." "Honey, I get a call once a mês and never get a warm hug." "I promise you will find your best friend soon and how I know this is because I am your best friend.”
I don't believe you.
I really don't
After all these years
This is what you give me?
Why did you break up with me?
I don't understand.
You were so close with me
And then that tech freak came by
And you left me.
You abandoned me.
Why did you dump me?
Such a close friend of mine.
Laughing with me all these years
Crying with me.
Now, you leave me.
Why?
I don't understand anything that happened.
Why can't happy things happen
In this world?
Why do things have to be so sad?
I can't accept that it happened.
Because I am still a close friend
Of yours
But I can't accept the facts.
I just can't.
I really don't
After all these years
This is what you give me?
Why did you break up with me?
I don't understand.
You were so close with me
And then that tech freak came by
And you left me.
You abandoned me.
Why did you dump me?
Such a close friend of mine.
Laughing with me all these years
Crying with me.
Now, you leave me.
Why?
I don't understand anything that happened.
Why can't happy things happen
In this world?
Why do things have to be so sad?
I can't accept that it happened.
Because I am still a close friend
Of yours
But I can't accept the facts.
I just can't.
When you hope,
You expect and wish,
You have a feeling for wanting,
Your desires to be filled,
You don’t want them killed,
Hope makes you stronger,
We live to hope,
Hope is what keeps us going,
Keep it sealed,
Let it be healed,
Like it’s your shield,
Sometimes it’s your battle field,
Keep hope close to you in life,
Sometimes you need to rethink twice,
For hope is unstable,
It comes and goes,
Hope is a special gift,
Not everyone knows,
If they do, they don’t bother to show,
Some of us want to lose hope,
Some of us want to regain hope,
Some think it’s a useless tool,
Yet they’re the ones blind,
Who won’t come to mind?
You and I, we all need hope,
No matter how far we seem from it,
It will find us one day,
For hope will come to us,
Wish and desire you coração out,
Keep in mind,
Don’t back away;
You know what you want,
Keep hoping till the END……
You expect and wish,
You have a feeling for wanting,
Your desires to be filled,
You don’t want them killed,
Hope makes you stronger,
We live to hope,
Hope is what keeps us going,
Keep it sealed,
Let it be healed,
Like it’s your shield,
Sometimes it’s your battle field,
Keep hope close to you in life,
Sometimes you need to rethink twice,
For hope is unstable,
It comes and goes,
Hope is a special gift,
Not everyone knows,
If they do, they don’t bother to show,
Some of us want to lose hope,
Some of us want to regain hope,
Some think it’s a useless tool,
Yet they’re the ones blind,
Who won’t come to mind?
You and I, we all need hope,
No matter how far we seem from it,
It will find us one day,
For hope will come to us,
Wish and desire you coração out,
Keep in mind,
Don’t back away;
You know what you want,
Keep hoping till the END……
Temporary Home
For some people, this world is only a stopover. They arrive here to do some good while they can, but they know that this is still not their true home. They are anjos who come to light up our lives with their luminescence and to teach us what they can before they have to mover on. They flash in on golden wings, but it seems that they are gone before you can say “Thank you” or “I amor you”. They leave softly, without fanfare. They kiss our brow as lightly as a heart’s whisper, and smile, blinding us with its brightness. When we blink, they are gone.
For some people, this world is only a stopover. They arrive here to do some good while they can, but they know that this is still not their true home. They are anjos who come to light up our lives with their luminescence and to teach us what they can before they have to mover on. They flash in on golden wings, but it seems that they are gone before you can say “Thank you” or “I amor you”. They leave softly, without fanfare. They kiss our brow as lightly as a heart’s whisper, and smile, blinding us with its brightness. When we blink, they are gone.
friends Are Forever,so I thought.
All those pictures that I bought,now torn apart along with my broken heart.
I miss those hugs and laughs we use to share,because now they act like they don't care.
Now all we do is fight.
I wish God would give us some light,give me a solution to solve all this tension.
friends don't back stab you.
friends don't talk behind your back or be pissed off at you when they feel like it.
Nobody seems to care anymore.
Now girls are turning into whores.
All I know is that now we are all friends for never.
When we need to go back to being friends FOREVER!
All those pictures that I bought,now torn apart along with my broken heart.
I miss those hugs and laughs we use to share,because now they act like they don't care.
Now all we do is fight.
I wish God would give us some light,give me a solution to solve all this tension.
friends don't back stab you.
friends don't talk behind your back or be pissed off at you when they feel like it.
Nobody seems to care anymore.
Now girls are turning into whores.
All I know is that now we are all friends for never.
When we need to go back to being friends FOREVER!
This is written about the perfect silence only found in the dead of night, and the feelings it inspires.
The título comes from the descrição a friend of mine gave when we were stuck in the middle of nowhere at midnight and I found it sort of beautiful.
Enjoy (I hope) :)
Weighted air and winking stars,
darkness draped, tension wrought.
This night, this hour, is ours.
Silence chimes unspoken thoughts
that choke my mouth.
Silver moonbeams in glittering outline
surround you, and in our youth
this night, this hour, we intertwine.
I'd amor to hear what you like or hate.
Thanks for reading.
DietCokeGirl
The título comes from the descrição a friend of mine gave when we were stuck in the middle of nowhere at midnight and I found it sort of beautiful.
Enjoy (I hope) :)
Weighted air and winking stars,
darkness draped, tension wrought.
This night, this hour, is ours.
Silence chimes unspoken thoughts
that choke my mouth.
Silver moonbeams in glittering outline
surround you, and in our youth
this night, this hour, we intertwine.
I'd amor to hear what you like or hate.
Thanks for reading.
DietCokeGirl