My Poem ‘Friends for Life’

When I think of all the people that I have met in my life-
face to face, online,
friends who I have known for years,
some who I only knew for a short time-
I get sentimental, I get emotional,
I feel deeply that the people in my life,
the friends that I have made, who I was drawn to
from the second I first saw them, for whatever reason,
are the most amazing people in the entire world-
the most caring, and inspiring, friends, sisters, brothers,
like-minded, insightful, intelligent, incredible, important,
linch-pins that hold others, relationships, close to their heart,
and they are the best of all the thoughts I think,
and they are the sum of all the most amazing memories I have had.
Having a friend is easy,
being a friend is something that should always feel natural;
having that someone who you can talk to about anything
is what everyone wants,
but not everyone has that special person in their life-
so when you do have that person, like I do,
who you love to reconnect with regularly,
you don’t want what you’ve got to go silent, to go stale,
you want to meet them, to go out with them,
like what they like, and stay up talking to them all night,
be there for them always, and be a friend for life.

My Poem ‘Keep Talking’

The easiest thing to do is to say nothing,
the easiest thing to do can feel like the best thing to do,
and because it feel easy to you it seems like the best thing to do-
and if you go too deep and if you happen to go too far
with something even though you know shouldn’t
but you did because you needed to-
it can be a long, hard, heart-breaking journey back for you.
“What is the alternative?”, I ask myself everyday.
I am unable to just switch off my emotions
and forget what has happened with the snap of a finger.
That is what happens when you fall into the powerful realm
of love, and you immerse yourself in every effect of its drug
and the way that it makes you feel- love is great, amazing,
unbelievable, but what people don’t tell you
and can’t explain to you fully is that love is a road
that is hard to turn off from,
and the speed that you drive down it
and what every moment and experience does to you
is extremely addictive.

Silence is a bullet to your heart.
Holding back can fracture your mind.
When you feel like you are the only one in pain,
explaining to anyone else can seem like a story
you have no idea from where to start.
When you need someone to listen to you and be there for you,
and when they choose not to be there,
the world can seem riddled with darkness and doubt,
hard to take, and to put it mildly unkind.

You feel like you are alone,
even though you are not.
You feel like you can’t even sit looking out at the world
from the place of love and security that is your home.
You wait for a response from someone with an anticipation
that makes your entire body feel inflamed and hot.
You feel confused by every conversation that you have,
because you feel like you have run out of things
to say to each other.
You make yourself believe that you can do no right,
that you will always feel this way forever.

People see you,
and even though you think they have no idea
what you could possibly be thinking and feeling,
they know exactly what you are going through-
the expressions on their faces are as telling as your own,
the memories of a similar time in their lives floods back
and they don’t have to feel a thing, they just know.

The key to getting through anything is to reach out, not recede.
The key to getting over a wall is to grow,
to look up, to want to overcome what is in front of you,
and to tell someone what you need.
It’s not a bad thing. It’s nothing to be ashamed of.
It’s never the wrong thing to express what you are thinking,
especially if it involves something intense
and all-consuming as love.
The key is to keep thinking, to keep doing,
to keep making, to keep walking.
For me, I know better than anyone
that if you have something to say
then you must say it, even if the person you are saying it to
doesn’t like it, or doesn’t want to hear it,
hears it, reads it, and then quickly forgets it,
and doesn’t reply to it.
The only thing I will say if you are feeling something in anyway,
is don’t stay silent, don’t fade away-
pick up the phone when someone is calling.
Keep talking.

My Poem ‘Forward’

I will hold your hand,
I will give you my smile,
I will hold you and love you forever in my heart,
I will give you my all,
I will give you the belief and the strength that you need
to master and to overcome any trial.
I will hold your gaze,
I will give you my love,
I will hold back the pain,
I will heal your scars and surround you
with that which you desire to see the clear path
when the road ahead can appear broken and rough.
I will be there for you to look to always,
I will be there with my arms open wide,
I will be there at the centre of life’s maze,
I will be there to make you want to open and close your eyes
with delight as I know and I feel that you will too for me-
we both know that no matter how far out to the sea of the world
we go our mind, heart, and soul, will always be tied.

When I look at you I see hope,
when I look at you I see the most beautiful person
to have ever been born,
when I look at you I see the gorgeous and wonderful gift
of perceiving and believing in infinite possibilities in me
that you awoke.
When I look at you I see the most special person
there will ever be, and the one, amazing, answer to the question:
do I have a soul-mate and someone who will be there for me,
like I would be there for them, that I have been asking
and searching my entire life for.

The world keeps turning;
the sun and the moon continue to rise and set;
our world, the star that sustains us
and keeps us orbiting one-another in perfect synchronicity
guides us to our dreams every night
and wakes us wide-eyed every morning.
I see only you in my sky,
I see only your beautiful face in every blink of my eyes,
I see only you the best in you,
I see only the one person in the entire world
that I feel constantly and know,
and who I have wished for in my life every day
leading up to the second that we first met.

When we first met I remember being unable to look away from you
and unable to stop myself from telling you everything;
when I see you now I open myself up just to feel and to hear
the beautiful melody of you-
like the unmistakable colour and chorus of the flowers
and song of spring.
When I am with you it is like listening to the amazing,
unique, incredible, original, sound of a song
ingrained into and played from the grooves of a vinyl record;
when I am with you I discover new sights and expanses of feeling
and meaning just waiting to be explored.
When I am with you I want you to know I am always
within touching-distance in some way,
that you can always reach out to me,
that you can see me in your minds-eye,
as I see you in mine when I,
when you look forward.