Wednesday, September 21, 2005

Second Time Around

I use to be his everything: his hunny, his best friend, his Miss Pretty Lady.
My world revolved around him: his smile, his arms, his touch.
It was all about us: our plans, our happiness, our 'us.'
Him, Me, Together, Forever.

Then something went terribly wrong: the lies, the cheating, the broken hearts.
We tried to forgive: for the hoe, for the athlete, for youth.
It was about me. It was about him. No ous. No our.
Him? Me? Together? Never.

Now we're starting over: laughing, dating, conversing.
We listen intently to these new people: his stories, her philosophies, their hearts.
We try to decifer where this is going: games, love, keeps?
Him? Me? Together? Forever?

Somehow, times have changed: a lifetime of growth, an era of honesty, an eternity of
us.
We compliment each other:his sun to my moon, my yin to his yang, my pink to
his green.
It is all about us: our communication, our loyalty, our us.
USTOGETHERFOREVER

For seconds
For keeps
For love
For us.
Posted by Nik :: 9/21/2005 :: 0 Comments:

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