i have to admit
it makes me wonder too
written so many things
seldom this hard to do
hearing every outcome
knowing how it ends
the type of ink that drips
from a different kind of pen
will you see a sunset
will i see a sunrise
are their colors we cherish now
just the primer of demise
marveling at what awaits
down the roads we choose to travel
loving every chapter
of the stories we unravel
today is the first day full of lush & green. i had hoped it would be like this. the highway takes on a fresh, invigorated demeanor. just perfect for moving forward.
i never thought that one would leave me. but that’s probably because i sometimes forget they’re not really mine and that they have a role to play just like the rest of us.
i don’t know if you noticed the tears as i said goodbye. he was my friend, you see. we had been through a lot. but i know he’s in good hands. he’ll be your friend now and show you so much. until he’s finished.
it’s funny how a part of you wants so bad for me to write it and yet another part hopes desperately that i never will. i also think it’s funny that either of us ever thinks we have control over anything. i vacillate on that one, too.
but the answer was clear enough. that one cloud wasn’t going anywhere anytime soon and i respect it too much. so i guess we should just enjoy the sparkle.
i keep flirting with kicking this up a notch. it seems like it’s time and soon you’ll be just far enough away. are you in? whudya say? after all, this is turning out to be one of the lushest summers either of us has seen in awhile. i’ll put my foot over the throttle. when you’re ready, you press on my knee.
“the speed at which we move…”
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