Mellabopper
Bluelighter
sitting
skimming the past
as if it were an old book
i had read a million times.
each set of words brings old memories with it
do i dare bring these old times to the surface again?
most aren't even my own memories
for they belong to another
and i risk bringing up the memories of times past.
but my memories, how i love them so
remembering old friends who i used to talk to
but who don't come around here anymore.
even friends i used to talk to
that are still around
but somehow the strong friendship faded
how i miss them all.
but realizing that we must move on.
evolve.
some try to forget the past
however i dive into the past
swimming around in what has happened
taking each thing learned
with me into the future.
and dripping with memories
i smile and laugh and cry at all that has happened.
but most of all i wonder at the mystery that is life.
and the mystery that i have grown into who i am now.
i see how friends have changed
and maybe how past memories have made them grow.
maybe some things are better left in the past,
but i can't bring myself to forget them
for every experience - large or small
makes up the pieces that are my life.
and i would not be complete without each piece.
so for all of the pieces all of you have given me,
thank you.
1-10-02 (12:40am)
Mellabopper
skimming the past
as if it were an old book
i had read a million times.
each set of words brings old memories with it
do i dare bring these old times to the surface again?
most aren't even my own memories
for they belong to another
and i risk bringing up the memories of times past.
but my memories, how i love them so
remembering old friends who i used to talk to
but who don't come around here anymore.
even friends i used to talk to
that are still around
but somehow the strong friendship faded
how i miss them all.
but realizing that we must move on.
evolve.
some try to forget the past
however i dive into the past
swimming around in what has happened
taking each thing learned
with me into the future.
and dripping with memories
i smile and laugh and cry at all that has happened.
but most of all i wonder at the mystery that is life.
and the mystery that i have grown into who i am now.
i see how friends have changed
and maybe how past memories have made them grow.
maybe some things are better left in the past,
but i can't bring myself to forget them
for every experience - large or small
makes up the pieces that are my life.
and i would not be complete without each piece.
so for all of the pieces all of you have given me,
thank you.
1-10-02 (12:40am)
Mellabopper
