Cosmic Mist
Bluelighter
I wish that you could be here with me now.
I wish you could watch me grow and change.
When i have a question, i wish you'd help me out.
I wish you could see me these days.
Because i have grown so much as a person
than the innocent child you knew,
i am strong and independant, but
i still still wish i had your point of view
to use as a point of refference, and
so that i could contrast it with mine.
I wish you could see just how much i've learned
I wish you could still be my guide.
I wish you would see me for who i am,
not the child you left long ago.
I'm an adult and don't need you hand
to hold when i'm crossing the road,
but just because i don't need your hand
doesn't mean that it wouldn't be nice
of you to offer it to me every so often
so at least i have the choice
to accept or reject it.
But if you don't want to, then i respect that,
even though it hurts that i can't remember the colour of your eyes,
or the scent of your skin, the shape of your smile.
I'll continue to go on about my life each day,
knowing it's you that i want all the while;
not your time - i know that it's precious;
not your approval - for i no longer care;
Just your Respect and occasional acknowledgement.
I just need to know you're still there...
.. but i have no idea where you are...
I wish you could watch me grow and change.
When i have a question, i wish you'd help me out.
I wish you could see me these days.
Because i have grown so much as a person
than the innocent child you knew,
i am strong and independant, but
i still still wish i had your point of view
to use as a point of refference, and
so that i could contrast it with mine.
I wish you could see just how much i've learned
I wish you could still be my guide.
I wish you would see me for who i am,
not the child you left long ago.
I'm an adult and don't need you hand
to hold when i'm crossing the road,
but just because i don't need your hand
doesn't mean that it wouldn't be nice
of you to offer it to me every so often
so at least i have the choice
to accept or reject it.
But if you don't want to, then i respect that,
even though it hurts that i can't remember the colour of your eyes,
or the scent of your skin, the shape of your smile.
I'll continue to go on about my life each day,
knowing it's you that i want all the while;
not your time - i know that it's precious;
not your approval - for i no longer care;
Just your Respect and occasional acknowledgement.
I just need to know you're still there...
.. but i have no idea where you are...

