Sometimes in life
You find someone
Or they you
As time goes
You may lose
Them again as
Easily as found
But one thing
That brings about
Is the chance
Of finding again
If not them
Then the memory
Category: Bean
ThatLittleLump (to Bean)
Sometimes we can’t shake
The shambles that we
Left something in it’s
Impossible to clean house
Completely when you know
That there’s a bin
Filled with painful memories
Tucked in some corner
I have to steely
Myself to even approach
Much less open it
What I want to
Avoid is the tsunami
Of emotion I know
Is coming I want
To flee rather than
Confront I want to
Dismiss to hide things
Under the rug of
My life and pretend
That the little lump
At the far corner
Is not in fact
The beating heart of
Someone that I loved
So many years ago
GoodbyeBean
And out it came
Like lava from a
Freshly opened fissure spewing
Words and things that
I never knew existed
Until I actually spoke
Years of bridled anger
Of enough is enough
Of the arguments I
Never made of the
Goodbye I never said
Because you left you
Left you left me
Holding all of this
Well now it’s yours
LoveChanged
There always was goodness
When we were together
But apart tragedy struck
Both of us differently
And now rather than
Comparing similarities which complimented
Like salt pepper espresso
Sugar Pinot and ribeye
We’re comparing our misfortunes
Stacking one against the
Other trying to see
Who has suffered most
This is what love
Looks like amongst the
Decayed and the dying
1-800-LOVE
How does one tell
Between a blessing and
A curse could one
Be the other depending
Could one have been
But now not really
Do I take this
Up with Heaven or
With Hell can I
Return something that’s slightly
Worn but doesn’t fit
Anymore does anyone have
Love’s customer service number
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 