Also
We pass each other every day, friends, strangers, neighbors, partners
At some point, there was a first passing, a meeting.
One day there will be the last passing, meeting.
We will never know what that will mean when it's over,
We do not know what it will be at the beginning.
The chances are worth the taking,
The memories are worth making, even for the letting go.
Tried to think today
About all the places I've been
The things I've done
People I've met
Actions taken.
Sometimes, you know
They just all blurr
And I can't tell one from the other
I only know
That I am their sum.
So how do you fit in?
You ask me and
I wonder
However I know
You will be added to my life's total
As a friend, or a lover, maybe even both,
Or neither.
Time passing will show me
The meaning that you are
Then I can tell you
What it is you mean to me
Why I need you to be here
Sharing the journey
Together, eventhough we are apart.
I seek for your words to have meaning
Speaking to my soul who is wont to hear
A voice calling softly
Through the jungle of twisted meanings
Complicated truths and the quicksands of our responsibilities
Those which rope us in
Those which cause us to want to be pulled out.
However short and brief
Our conversations may be
You are the hand I am seeking
To hold on to sometimes
When I feel I am sliding into
The Abyss.
I could ask you to pull me out
And let us shower off together
Washing away the tensions and responsibilities we burden under
Even for a moment
And stand up straight or lie down together
As fresh young lovers
For the first time
Everytime.
You are to me
And will be
The fruit of my existence
Which I dine upon when I need the nectar
Of everlasting life that you offer
Succulent memories
We could provide one another
As long as the juice flows through our bodies.
To be aware of these needs
Will take our time, committments and desire
To set aside
Amidst the broken dreams and unstaisfied wants
In which we live.
If I could provide for you
To be
As a thought or a memory
Which could get you through
Some of the toughest times
By just thinking or remembering
What is between us
Then I would be happy.
We will pass from this place
What we do here will fade into the mists
New friends and lovers will come along
Seeking each other as they have
Before
And will after
Us.
I think that all I am asking
Is that we make each others travels and passing here
As fullfilled and satisfying as they can be.
Always know that after we first met
I will forever be here for you
If you will in turn
Think me worthwhile
To hold on too
Also.