I don't know why I had none for you. Maybe we all harden as we grow older. Or maybe, on that night at 3AM, with you sprawled under the streetlight, I'd already begun to let go. Maybe I'll never understand but some moments I'll never forget.

I never remember my dreams. But I do remember your returning to me, your old self, so full of spirit, in the fog of sleep. You stayed with us just long enough to enter the new year, and you came back on the cusp of another one. Somehow I remembered your passing just before I woke, but maybe you're with us still.

I regret that I didn't spend more time with you, while you were still your usual self. Now that we've bid you farewell on your final journey, maybe I'm truly alone now. You were the last of them. I'm sorry if I can't mourn you the way I did the others. Though your watch is ended, your shadow is with me still ( Read more... )

Just a few weeks ago you were still yourself; still so full of life. How everything changes in the blink of an eye. Perhaps your sudden fit was a sign that I was never meant to even be away last Saturday. Perhaps I was never meant to chase victory, much less attain it. You've given us so much love and joy all these years, now that it may be your ( Read more... )

Everybody take one step to the left again
Your pain will soon end and your breath will soon fade
They all come and go in an endless parade
Everybody take one step to the left again
Memories, like a wisp of the fog do dissipate
It all moves by in a stuttering cascade
Ever so slightly the charade changes yet again

The world did not end in December, as the Mayan calendar hogwash 'predicted'. But in a way, my world did. Nobody expected it to happen just like that. I didn't expect the timing either, nor did I expect to fail you like that. I'll never forget what you've done for me, and how you made me who I am ( Read more... )

I ride the crest of a tidal wave of hope, but as usual fate(more specifically, fine print) sends everything crashing down again. What must rise must also fall, and the greatest fall is from just before the peak.

I realized what this really is to me now. I win so that I forget. Another tide comes, but perhaps it's an empty one for knowing what it

Somehow everything just had to break at the same time. One day my headset, the next day my iPod(or equivalent). I guess no one lives forever...or rather, nothing lasts forever.

A busier Christmas than most of those past, and my family isn't even around. With age, I gain some control of certain impulses, only for others to emerge. As temperance and experience rise, intelligence and vitality fade. Perhaps measuring the sum of one man's strengths and weaknesses truly is a zero sum game. The road never ends.

A week has passed since I left my old job and stepped forth into what will probably be the last few years of school life. A week since I bade farewell to old acquaintances and greeted new friends. Having reached a plateau, I regret nothing. High time since I left, but whether it's for good I cannot say.

Something ends, something begins.