I'm not here

I'm not here where I am.

I see what's familiar, yet it's foreign.

I feel the same as before, but am so very different.

Life goes on, but I'm gone.

My heart is in your embrace. My soul is in your kiss. My mind is where you are.

I must ignore this and remember what I signed up for.

I must remind myself my sin and sacrifice.

My heart is not yours to hold. My soul is not for you to take. My mind is my own.

And I am independent from anyone else.

I am me. You are you.

I am where I have to be and so are you.

It wasn't meant to be.

This is the reality. I will erase what we had from my memory and live on the life I chose.

why?

Why is it that whenever something big happens things keep popping up everywhere that seem to relate? such as the music video your friend shows you that is pretty much about you at the moment. or the song that comes on that is telling you what you should do. or someone else's blog that's describing the very thing you've just done.

I've done something i'm not proud of, yet it made me feel so happy. Is this what the religious world calls a sin? All technicalities say it's fine, but my heart says otherwise. Why did what happen happen? Why is it that in some way i get what i want but it's not always what i should have had?

The Wave

If I die too young it would be too late

If I lived too long it would be too bad

Every morning I wake up to a new beginning

Every day I embrace a new adventure

The world I live in is my own

The world I live in is not my own

Some people see me as small

Some people see my big heart

By day I walk

By night I run

With the winter I work

With the summer I play

Inside these walls is self-discovery

Outside these walls is the unknown

Yesterday we ran

Today we jumped

Tomorrow we fly

But whatever I do, Whatever I say

I am

We are