12-26-10

Being next to you reminds me
Of who I am-
Because where I am has become
A bit cloudy-
As cloudy as lost October mornings
Spent in mutual admiration-
As admirable as wayward September
Afternoons, awash in the comfortable glow
Of laughter-
Being next to you reminds me
Of many things,
As my head is so full of anecdotes, and
Tales, and untapped emotional
Wells-
Gold mines of randomness-
Catacombs of undiscovered thoughts-
Being next to you reminds me of
Why they’re buried-
Being next to you reminds me of why
They were submerged-
Mine is a world where such depths
Are commonplace-
Where excavations are a daily
Occurrence-
And where re-burial is often a
Necessity-
It’s a world that’s individual to the
Inhabitant,
And is tailor made to his beliefs,
Goals,
And dreams-
Being next to you reminds me
Of who I am-
Because each new year brings along
With it the changes required for
Growth, in any direction-
It’s easy to forget, in this day and age-
It’s easy lose your direction on the
Paths placed in front of you-
But it’s just as easy to remember-
To allow those precious memories to
Linger sweetly on the brain,
To be savored deliciously on crisp
December nights-
Never let go-
Of what you hold true-
Despite the depth at which it’s
Buried-
Hold on with whatever is left-
Keep your grasp tight,
And you’ll preserve a small portion
Of yourself-
When I’m next to you, I remember-
When I’m next to you, I’m one breath
Closer to finding me*

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