There's this vicious cycle of change.
First it's there. Next, it's gone.
And it repeats over and over.
Do I love it? Do I hate it?
But before I know,
It's gone.
Part I: The Teddy Bear
It was always there.
Perched high and mighty on the windowsill.
Watching over me like the guardian angel it was.
He kept me safe,
Protected.
He always knew what to say to me.
And I loved him to bits.
Literally.
Till death do us part.
I used to say.
He was my significant other.
He shared my heart, my body and my soul.
The way he embraced me,
When no one else did.
He was as real to me as a father to his child.
Part II: The Separation
He was just gone.
I just knew it.
It was that tornado.
The threat had been looming for days,
But it had finally swept my house away.
The tornado had taken over.
It had taken over my life.
What do you mean I had to 'get rid of some stuff'?
Clawing and clutching,
I hissed and bared my teeth at whoever tried to take him away.
He was mine!
Mine for life!
Mine for eternity!
But there's only so much a tiny human could do.
And I lost my greatest friend.
And along with him,
I lost my shy, weak, timid voice.
Part III: The Replacement
But all things lost can be replaced.
And I found myself clutching a medium-sized Superman figurine,
With twistable arms and a long flowing cape.
It was him.
My guardian angel, reincarnated.
And I found him once again,
Staring down upon me,
From high up on the windowsill,
Making sure I was always protected.
And I found my voice too.
But it was different.
Louder, brazen, confident.
It was the end of one era,
But the start of another.
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The Diamonds In My Eyes Collection
PoetryA collection of miscellanous poems that describe what it this world feels like for different people.
