Scribblings of the Opiated Sherpa

If you care to remember, Care to remember me. What do you see? Am I still there? Do I look the same, Same as when we were - Or has my face disappeared, Into a dark, deep, Oblivious sub-conscience. Do you want to, Want to remember? For soon it's December, And then the New Year. Where will we both be, When a reunion comes along? Will memories be so vivid? We have moved on. Our lives went away. Did I see you there? It couldn't have been you.

You're starting, To fade away. Here, then, Faded, today. It's a matter of time, Before you are, A precious memory, Like my first star. I wish I wouldn't, Go away like this. But steps and turns later, The maybe is what I miss. I may have gone, From you long ago. But tonight, Your star gives a glow. A rose before, Red as the fire, There once was, Now - little desire. You were the reason, To go home. Now I am caring less, Now I'm going to roam.

It's like you are dead, It's like you are gone. I can't sense you at all, But I know you're not done. I can't see you, But I remember. You can't see me, Though I write from 1 to December. These words that I write, May never see the light of your eyes. The things that I feel, Are larger than our lives. I know what I saw, And I know what I felt .I saw everything ever, And your air is what I smelt. If I reached my hand out, Would you pull me in close? One moment again, Is what I'd treasure the most. The deaf ears this may fall on, The heart that has moved on, We may never have had, But I saw what we could have gone on. You may not understand me, You might simply not care. But you definitely should realize, What I saw I couldn't bear. You were the only one, To see who I am. You may be the one, To act as a dam. My heart keeps flowing, Like the water from the sink. To harness my power, Take a glass of it to drink. I would have gave it my best, If the time woul

The rhythm of the engine, Keeps the beat to itself. The second hand races, All the way to the 12. Minutes gone by, Thoughts can't be spared. The ominous darkness, To me, I'm not scared. Small lights in the distance, Doesn't mean they're awake. The cold of the night, Makes myself quake. For the new autumn arrived, Frost soon to come. To be home right now, But no home for some. I sit awake late, In such a big city. To be back in BC, I feel no pity. The winter will be harsh, There will be lots of snow. The leaves fear it too, But they have no place to go. The times are changing, I have no fear of that, All my days will come, I know for a fact.

I leave still thinkin', I leave still unfulfilled. I didn't say anything, Didn't do anything. I saw you. I saw a new you. You on the court, You with someone new. I couldn't help but look, You in the black, I was in the field, With 12 on my back. I don't know much, But I feel a lot. And it's my intuition, That says it's you. With my hands tied back, And my eyes blindfolded, I could find my way back, To where you are. For I would make it my mission, Or die an unhappy soul. Ready for another wait, My time will come again. Even if my time, Is years to come, I shall be waiting, That fateful moment. When you will know, What I have known, For months upon months, Or weeks upon weeks. But for now I turn away again, Realizing my time has passed, My courage wasn't there, And my feelings just as strong.

The distance traveled, To be closer than before. The time it took, Just to want to see you more. As the hours go by, The meters gone by, Seeing the sun die, Should I give you a try? One part wants to. Others do not. Should I call, Or act as I forgot? The wheels are turnin', The oil is burnin', I just can't decide, But I guess I'm learnin'. The darkness calms, The music soothes, But you are just a ringin', My local phone booths.