and i remember the sound
of your November downtown
i remember the truth,
a warm December with you
but i don’t have to make this mistake
and i don’t have to stay this way
if only i would wake.
it’s been awhile.
what’s happened since then?
what exciting, drama filled events have transpired since then?
many, many, many trips to somewhere i hated at first, then gradually learned to tolerate, then slowly grew to love, and then was sad to leave.
seven weeks with people i love so much, so, so much.
and i never wanted to leave again,
but i did.
i can’t wait to go back.
in times of need,
i will always remember-
the kindness of strangers
help in the most unexpected places.
i have read and read and read
and yet i remain.
i seek to understand,
but still i cannot.
perhaps it isn’t the actual understanding i need at this time,
but the knowledge and realisation that i need to understand, that i must strive to understand.
i will try harder.
i can change and i will change and it will be for the better.
and in 20 weeks, 20 short weeks,
i will be home again.
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