I Miss You and Me
I miss you,
I miss us,
Who we used to be
Before the cares of the world
Were our own.
I miss who we aspired to become
Before the draft of wind,
That is the wind of change
Came and blew us off course.
I miss dreaming of your face,
And wanting those to continue to be
A part of my reality.
I even miss being embarrassed by you,
Mainly because I miss the fights that came of it.
You were a most worthy opponent.
We came from the same background,
Cut from the same cloth.
But things change, as they must.
More importantly, I've changed,
Whether for better or worse, I don't know,
Nor could I say.
All I know is that I'm different.
But fundamentally, I like to believe that I am the same.
Because, even though I was more shy,
I like who I was.
And who I wanted to be.
I think I've veered from that path.
But I haven't reached the point of no return,
Though it does feel like a close thing.
At least I can remember these desires
That I've buried so deep,
Covered with the dirt of distractions,
The wandering of the mind.
But now it's like I'll have to reconcile these
Two personalities I hold within.
Somehow maintain the bubbly outgoing persona
And reawaken the ability to listen and step down from the stage.
Love you for who I remember,
And for who you have become
And the you that you want to be.
It's a tale of a journey of two,
Neither sure of their fate,
But both eagerly awaiting each moment of the future.
All I know is I care for you,
Used to love you,
And now I don't know exactly how I feel for you,
But I would like to know,
Even as I would like to know myself.