when i was younger
i believed
i could reach
for the stars
now that i’m older
my feet
have remained
planted on this earth
and i, tearfully
holding my head
in my hands
wondering
if things
could’ve been
d i f f e r e n t . . .
people don’t tell you
who they are
up front
you have to find out
digging deep
before they reveal
their truest nature
this is the process
of making true friends
or deadly enemies
when i first looked
into her eyes
i felt like i was
looking into the eyes
of someone
i had somehow
just now met
for the first time
and had yet
somehow also known
for my whole my life