Tuesday, October 20, 2015

Now That You're Gone

Cynthia Vagabond

You played a hand full of stinging words and hours spent shutting me out.  I always wondered why you hated me.  Was it a misdirected loathing meant for your parents? Meant for yourself? Perhaps I'll never know, now that you're gone.  Unfinished puzzles always bother me, especially when the last piece was a heart.


Eric the Red

I thought for a time that we were coming to something close to friendship - something close to a family-like state of familiarity and love.  You told me that in time we may become more.  Do you remember the night that we sat up and watched the meteor shower, on the bank of the river Swift? It is memories like these that haunt me when I remember that you've found another - that you've found wholeness without me.  Please know... that I wish it could've been me.


Finn Rivers

Why is it, do you think, that some of the most beautiful people always seem to make some of the worst choices? I tried to tell you the garden you were running towards was full of thorns, full of poisoned, adulterated love.  But of course you didn't listen.  You never could.  Still, I hurt when I saw you grieve due to your poor choices.  And now, now that you're bitter and closed, I grieve all the more.  Try to find yourself again.  Try to find a way to stay gold.

Margaret Walsh

I'm sorry I wasn't there.  When you got the call, when you sunk helplessly to the ground, when your cold soul ached for someone and asked for me.   I tried to reach you - but fear (my usual enemy) kept me away.  I wish I had jumped from the train, made the choice.  May your kind heart mend.  May you someday find forgiveness for me.

Nightingale

You take the backseat don't you? You look at the world, wonder at it, but you never live in it.  You claim that it's your lot, you claim that you try.  But your words can only go so far.  If you never choose, then you will only continue on this path of loss. So go.  Solve the mysteries in life, chase the meteors, love through the pain, and cry with the ones that count.  And try not to mind when nothing works - when no one cares.  Life isn't so much about how much we attain, but rather, how much we attempt.