the other night I wrote some poetry. trying somthing new I actualy planned my decent into a depressive state and out of it within a few hours.
The right mix of "self medication" and the right soundtrack (i am an audioplile) led to an almost fluid writing of this poem.
Years ago and years from now
I still remember how,
My chin felt on your shoulder.
Our hands together, curled up forever
But your not here as I get older
To tell the truth nothing has quite been fine
Except when I was yours and you where mine.
All the others come and go but they don’t know
That none of them are you ,
and there’s nothing they can do.
Time and time again we took our chances,
Took girls and boys through our little dances.
And let ourselves become their stars
Then let ourselves go to oh, too far.
Over the edge and back again
Of those whose hearts we tore apart
We could try and say we did our part
No regrets, and move on to better bets.
But as a both us where such a pair
We could never really quite play fair.
But you and I we had our chances
Between our self destruct romances
Despite us being partners in crime
We missed each other every time
And I will ever want you to be mine.