Wednesday, August 3, 2011

Hearts and Thoughts NEVER fade away

In light of recent events that have taken place, I have come to the realization that somethings in life are worth praying for. You wait around your whole life, thinking that nothing will ever change unless you make it happen. That's just it! You have to take that leap of faith and know that no matter how far that leap will take you, you'll end up somewhere on the other side of that rainbow... So I have written a poem, one of many that I shall write, this one having been inspired by an old flame and the fact that somethings will never change.

Rapids~~~
Love is ridiculously blinding;
it takes focus and time to understand,
while it takes away the rest of the focus and time you have in your life.

It's like trying to swim to the other side of a river with rapids;
you crave that which is on the other side,
but doubt that you'll make it out alive.

I can see you on the other side,
but you're too busy trying to find your own way out of the woods.
You can't see that I'm drowning.
You can't help me because you fear that you'll drown too and be swept of your path to finding your own way.
I'm not worried about drowning in these waters,
but worry that I will fade away with the current and be forgotten by you.

Love is dangerous, but if it means breaking the water's surface,
then I will strive and hold on to the rocks that keep me wishing,
waiting,
and praying you'll look over your shoulder long enough to realize I need saving.

Long enough to realize that we'll only make it out alive if we stay together.
I'm trying to swim through these deathly waters,
screaming for you,
my love,
but you can't hear me.

So let the rapids of love call you out,
begging you to jump in and save what was once ignored.
No matter where the river takes us,
we're both in it for the same reason...
For each other.
~For my "Guardian Angel", who held me in my dreams and inspired me to do so much more with my life... I love you, and always praying for you and always thinking of you. <3

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