Falling Out

I'm sixteen years older than this now, but it remains of primary relevance. It's somewhat intended that this (Healing 2) be read before Coming Back to Life (Healing 1), but optional.

Falling Out

the seperation happened

nothing horrid, just the way

and we both agreed to have it

that's the way it had to be

i just could not live a moment

past that moment that we shared

with the things we had together

and the things they meant to him

and i wanted nothing of it

and he wanted everything

and i wanted to defend him

blindly hiding him within

and he stayed and was so silent

and we didn't keep in touch

and i went on, never living

that's the way it had to be

and i wondered ever idly

did he like it in his box?

and i never called at christmans

or when things went straight to pot

ever on was the agreement

and i never lost control

my old friend was safely hidden

life had ended, that was all

and sometimes i grew to miss him

when the flowers came to bloom

i would think how much he loved them

but for that there was not room

my old friend was always patient

my old friend has never died

and old friendships heal completely

fondest memories transcend time

three years waiting, here inside me

and i crave his heart again

time to end this cursed contract

time to cry, and time to mend.

Healing, 2

June 26, 1998

Nathan Hawks