I am a romantic,
and yes sometimes misunderstood.
Misleading, I think not.
Yet this package you see before you
was not born this way...
it travelled through one too many trench
all in the desperation of not knowing
if you would ever find me.

Now you have, and the demons
of a past I'd sooner forget than relive,
you need to rehash so your trust is insured;
well I can promise you I won't leave,
but at some point the silencer
you once placed on finding love
because you thought it had gone forever
should now be assembled to your past,
which is ultimately gone, but not forgotten.

You place me on a pedestal, as I do you,
but our differing pasts are the essentials,
the catalysts to our bond, so roads travelled
may be two we'd rather acknowledge
yet not examine to the point
where it haunts us even more.

You are my one.
I am your one.

You always speak of living in the now,
so why do we keep bringing up the past?

Yes, to know everything about one another.
But please, in the future, know that
who you are talking to now is far different
than the person who did a lot of silly things
in a past that blurs now anyway,
not affecting my heart, rather how much
I cherish what I have now and forever.

10/11/2007

Posted on 10/11/2007
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