Notes From The Train
Remember when shoes didn't matter
or clothes were okay being dirty at the end of the day because they were evidence of a day well spent. Remember when jewelry was a piece of string with painted macaroni and you didn't care because you thought it looked marvelous on you. Remember when responsibility was too long a word to bother knowing. When holding hands was a big step and made your heart soar. Remember when the only pain you really knew was the gash in your knee from playing too rough with the boys on the street. Remember hopscotch. Remember marbles and tops and swimming at the public pool. Remember training bras and tea sets. Remember when being in trouble usually resulted in a spanking. When the only real mistakes you made in life were coloring outside the lines. Remember when today was all that mattered and all you could think about, so much so that you wanted to do it again tomorrow.
Remember these things
But most importantly remember who you were
for who you were
is not who you are now but who you want to ultimately be
... This is my journey.
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May292012
Thoughts of wanting to hold your hand
would gnaw their way into this land
I house inside my head
ridden to my bed
by recent thoughts of what went wrong
and why it took so long
I’ve got that song
on repeat
and the cursor on delete,
yet I would still very much like to meet
that stranger you were
the night you became familiar
That night I went from ‘her’
to ‘his’
to ‘yours’
Show’s over, please hold your applause
I’m counting up scores
and opening sores
It’s painful
I’m happy but I pain still
I’m weak-willed
Been popping pills
just to get that momentary thrill
to get my mind off you
To get my body through
this man-made disaster called goodbye
And though you say it’s not goodbye,
the reality is,
it really is
I would rather reminisce
on what we had
than hope for something we never will
and feel bad
for saying it
then feel sad
replaying it
in my mind
The mind that forever will
house thoughts of holding hands with you
© 2010 Megan Lucas
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