"......Lol you're right. Just a twinge of sadness but I'm older than you and wisdom dulls almost all of the pain. You must be allowed to make you're decisions unfettered and to navigate life the way I have thus far. The sadness comes because I want you so bad and I want to sleep on your doorstep and stalk you when you travel and scream with a jealous voice and tell you what you should do. But wisdom is a gray toy atop a harsh mountain. One must climb a long way to receive something so necessary but unsexy. I should have been prepared for you when you came back into my life. To combat the love and bond you share with another, one would have had to be complete and majestic to sway you. That is where I failed our story but our story isn't over. That's why I'm not that sad. Ours is a voyage. You must know that. And we must not chose the wrong captain."
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MY little BROWN BOOK
PoetryThis is a collection of poems I wrote in an attempt to highlight moments of my past. People used to have a little black book they kept numbers and addresses of people they were involved with or interested in. So I decided to share some entries from...
