Othertimes,
I realize how lost I truly am.
unsure of the road ahead,
trying not to regret what's left behind.
unbeknownst to me, I am forever young,
innocent and nieve
I leap into relationships
claiming LOVE
and seeking it.
yet always and never I find it.
Out there, it is; I know it
yet when will it find me?
or has it already?
I believe it has.

yet my past I remember
and stare blankly at it
like a deer in the headlights.
for I have felt similar to this;
this feeling inside.
I can not forget
the time I said
"I love you," and meant it.
only to return here, now
and reflect upon my empty card
the one I bought for you
but never delivered.

01/19/2002

Posted on 01/19/2002
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