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I've
been thinking a lot about what Miguel
said. He's right, you know. There's
absolutely no reason for me to get into
all these weirded out head trips about
making my relationship with Becca into
something more than it is before it's
ready to become something more. So we'll
be friends. I'm cool with this. Really. It
takes the pressure off and besides it
feels more organic to let this develop at
its own pace.
So
I'm feeling really good. So good in fact,
that I wrote a poem. What I like about
this poem is that it expresses a feeling
I've never really expressed to anyone, in
a poem or in any other way. Love. I'm not
going to show this one to Becca. No way!
That would just be counter to everything I
just said, but even though I might never
show it to her, it is for her,
just the same.
For
Becca
Well,
it seems to me
That
while we're parted
I
think about the way we
started.
Don't
need the pressure
'Cause
I know
In
its own time
This
will grow.
But
I really like these places,
Thanks
for opening up the spaces
For
me to breathe and grow
And
make it safe
For
me to show
That
joy is filling up inside me
Though
I try sometimes to hide
Behind
The
feelings that are there
And
to pretend that I don't care
But
Becca,
you
can see right through me
And
if you look
You
will see love.
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