Week 33 – One Day, Someday

One Day, Someday

One day.

 

One day I will learn to leave things be.

But I can’t lie,

And I know that my heart dips when I think of you.

 

One day,

And I will truly believe it’s over.

It’s so hard for me to let go,

Even to the briefest things.

 

You are my August in January,

My someday,

I should stop hoping for.

 

My brain tells me to let go.

My heart knows another story.

 

Let go, come back to me, let go.

Believe in one day.

Week 32 – Burn

Burn

What is this night.

 

It is a whirlwind of sparkle and black,

And I sit here in an orange dress,

Wondering what makes me so different.

 

I wonder why kind hearts get broken,

And why it is so easy to swim blind,

But so hard to live eyes open.

 

I want to take off my heels and plunge into the water.

 

What is this night,

And why does it burn.

Week 31 – Lost and Found

Lost and Found

It’s quiet.

My hair is braided down my back,

My bean boots and sweater on.

 

It is wintertime,

And now I know for certain I am not her.

I’m me, long brown hair and glasses,

Awkward and sincere.

 

I know now.

I can’t compete, but I don’t have to.

This is my life,

And I will chase the sun before I will chase you.

 

I never lost you, but I found myself,

In the cattails and the soils, in books and in my heart.

 

Somehow that’s everything to me.