This poem is kind of all over the place.
Like my mind... but that's not a problem - it's because of you.
And the songs that play
Just admit the words
I'm too afraid to admit,
Perfectly illustrating my thoughts
That haven't quite reached words.
I open my ears at
5:03 a.m., eyes at a close second,
Piecing together that
Familiar symphony
Of thunderclaps and raindrops
Harmonizing,
Even their breaths in sync.
Maybe this storm will help me
Clear my mind,
Because you have been the
Only thing
On it lately, and
I'm not sure where I am going.
Number five,
Thirteen,
One,
Twenty-two.
They are all what I have dreamt about
In the past -
Becoming reality
Faster than I realize.
It was March 13th,
April 2nd,
December 26th,
February 13th.
Every single minute was worth it.
I hope you think so too.
03 May 2010
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