Forever

April 13, 2009 at 2:26 pm (Diary Excerpts)

I know you think its over and I did too. I caught her with him and thought it was me. I didnt realise somepeople just fail their mid life crises and its left to people like us to pick it up. I’m on my own now right? I dont have to fight over the duvet cover but whoever said marriages last forever didnt say what forever was. Forever is waiting in a queue or waiting for the latest Bond or bus. Forever isn’t the years 30 to 100 ,that’s just 100-30, seventy right? There can be two foreverss and did you  really want to end up with Shrek? wasn’t the prince the better option. At least now you wont grow another pair of ears and you know whats what.

I will love you till the day I die? Wouldn’t you rather someone say I love you in this moment, maybe I won’t love you tommorrow but I love youu now. The other type of love is for kids to their mums.

At least you have your kid right? Yes, well then, you’ll be fine. At least your not hearing voices, in prison or down a well. Whoever said yours was beautiful lied, all the good jeans were yours to begin with. Look for your prince, the way I am, don’t accept Shrek just because he begs, borrows or steals for you.

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So what

March 24, 2009 at 6:13 pm (Diary Excerpts, Poetry, Short shorts, Uncategorized)

So what if the event that was meant to change your life has already happened. It didn’t affect you at all you say. Are you sure? Some changes are very small and you don’t realize they’ve happened at all, until its too late. Is it late then you ask? I don’t know, maybe, but you have to find the true answer, eventually, everyone does in some shape or form.

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honesty

March 24, 2009 at 11:22 am (Diary Excerpts, Poetry, Uncategorized)

Its time to be honest with yourself and realize that you can either go up or down and that the saying the only way is up really only applies if you’ve already hit rock bottom and you hope to God you have n’t . You then remember that even if you were to jump out of a building and hit the bottom then you could always go further down by going underground. This is not you , you state in the most clear voice you can muster how it is meant to be.

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Date unknown

March 18, 2009 at 10:46 am (Diary Excerpts, Poetry) (, , )

I worry sometimes

Did she have enough hugs?

What would have happened if I had visited that one time-

she needed me?

 

The morning birds sing their song

after waking at sunset

they fire off their music

each note climbing one step higher

they flap their wings in unison

as the sky shows a myriad of pinks and purples

6.30 exactly and they describe the feeling I have.

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