Saturday, December 11, 2010

Who I wish you were- a poem for Ruben

I wish you were the one who taught me how to drive
the one who wiped my eyes dry when I cried, the one who made sure Christmas was special, the one who could make everything okay with a phone call, but you're the one who made me shed a million tears, the one who left me empty and with countless fears, there is something missing in me because you weren't wise enough to see the gift that was me.

Now I'm a woman grown and you don't get back what you've thrown to the winds.
I'm strong, wise, loving and courageous in spite of you, you didn't break me, your absence has not left me deflated and sad, because someone loved me even though you didn't know what you had. I forgive you because I cannot find it in me to hate, but friends have to trust, to believe and with you this just cannot be, I won't allow you to steal my joy, to rock the foundation I've built, it's a shame that you didn't treasure your family. I wish you the best, may God keep you and protect you from harm and may you find comfort far and wide all the days of your life.

Saturday, December 4, 2010

4 am and everything is perfect

t is sleeping after an awesome night together, it's my birthday weekend or the weekend before my 26th birthday, christmas is right around the corner and life is so perfect. A year ago I was recovering from one of the worsts times in my life. But all those long ago tragedies seem like they happened to someone else and right now, in the twilight hours, before the sun comes up and the gentle sound of t's snoring everything is perfect. This is my favorite time of day, where nothing is expected of us, nothing is pressing upon our time and we are free to either ponder the mysteries of the universe or if you're anything like me, listen to some Flogging Molly and enjoy the blogosphere.
the Archer, signing off from the wee hours of perfection