“If you hadn’t been born,
I don’t know where I’d be.”
I wrote those words 4 years ago,
Yet the truth matures with age.
Tag: friendship
I Met my Best Friend on Craigslist
Ve saw me wading through oblivion,
Ve dragged me away from the edge,
How could someone of intrinsic value,
Be found using online classified ads?
Continue reading “I Met my Best Friend on Craigslist”In Defense of “Birthday Month”
Whenever August 1st comes around,
“It’s the beginning of Birthday Month!”
I’d play along to a certain extent,
More times than not I’d also tease,
“People only get one birthday,
No one gets an entire month!”
Continue reading “In Defense of “Birthday Month””True & Constant | Big & Little
“True & Constant”
I fully believed those words,
One main reason I chose Nu.
I will always believe in the “4 Ls,”
I believed in them long before Nu,
With an intensity I didn’t often see.
But you always did.
And I always noticed.
I will be honest:
I did not want a Big.
Continue reading “True & Constant | Big & Little”Power of Friendship Poem | Farewell Oregon
My friendships made me feel love,
When I didn’t allow romance.
My friendships kept me warm,
When all I could feel was cold.
Without real friendship,
Without platonic love,
I wouldn’t be alive.
Continue reading “Power of Friendship Poem | Farewell Oregon”If you want to know me, read my poetry
I could write a million stanzas,
And still not convey what I mean.
“If you want to know me,
Read my poetry.”
Is that it? Is that all?
Do you know me now?
Perhaps you know me as much as you can,
From a one-sided conversation.
What’s the point of it, then?
Of poetry, or the written word at all?
When it’s one person speaking,
And another one listening along?
Is that a human connection?
One person listens to another.
Is that the reason we write?
Or is it just the start?
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