You were a coin

You were a coin when I tossed you,
But now you fell and maybe are
For me - a falling star.

To a moment

I will forget you, I think.

And I thank you. For offering yourself to me for my consideration. For not having any claims on me, on my memory.

No need to name names, to call you boring, unremarkable, unmemorable. No need to blame myself for not being observant, attentive, for not finding deeper beauty in you beyond the first unimpressive impression.

We part ways as friends, soon-to-be forgotten could-have-been friends.

To time again

It’s been only days since I realized that I never loved you. Since for the first time I spoke to you and not about you. And look at us now: so happy in love. They say time heals. Seems like you did indeed. That was fast!

And right away, as soon as we’ve established this new intimacy, I have all my wishes rising up: can you take me to that night in the desert, to that storm, to… No, I am not going to ask for anything. I will give you a chance to surprise me.

I will trust that you love me too and will give me something good. And if I fail to see that good, I will take a second look. And if I can’t convince myself after all, I will try to act like a loving parent, whose little kid just made a big mess: I will sigh, and ask you not to do it again, and shrug, and clean it up, as kindly as I can. Maybe you could help me with the cleanup?

And if you seem too slow, I will not get angry, because you are giving me some of yourself. Isn’t that something to cherish? I will pause and thank you for the chance to look around and possibly notice something new.

And if you rush, I will go for a jog with you – I could use some exercise. Or maybe I will just let you carry me away, savor your embrace and enjoy the ride.

It feels so good right now that I want you to stop and stand still. Will we always be in such perfect harmony? They say time will tell. What will you tell me, my dear?

To time

We are always moving at different speeds: when I want to slow down, you rush; when I want to move on, you dawdle. We are always out of sync: I want to be alone, and you bring company; I am looking for a distraction, and it’s just me… and you… oh… so… slow…

I just realized that I’ve always been looking for ways to trick you, to manipulate you, to control your pace. I never accepted you as you are. I never loved you. Is that why we don’t get along? Or do I not love you because we don’t get along? Can you help me learn to appreciate you?

Find out what I found

The trip is over,
Am I still about to find out
What I might have found there? 

Of first sight?

The moment I saw you today
I knew right away that I won’t forget this day,
And if I can’t stay
You’ll have to come with me
When I go away.

Take me away

Take me away.
Bring me somewhere.
Carry me to the Milky Way
From the middle of nowhere.

Or maybe I’ll stay
For now right here,
One moment, or life, or day,
Just you and I, my dear.

Lull me to sleep,
Embrace me tight.
Cold or warm and gentle, calm or rough and deep -
What will you be that night?

You or the sky?
A wave or a breeze?
Does one swim or dive, does one walk or fly,
Does one drink or breathe?

Until they stop
Each one is new.
Giving anything is not giving up
For giving in to you.