It’s Not All Bad 

July 1st, 2025

I thought if I got to know you
I wouldn’t like you anymore
But I now know that I was wrong
You’ve continuously surprised me
Wanting to read as a New Year’s Resolution
Deep diving bibliology while not religious
Protecting your inner world so strongly
Still letting me see glimpses
How much you loved your dog
How ambitious you are to get your job done
And even though you’re not blood related
Helping your Dad and being a good son
I love listening to you talk
The things we have in common
The things we disagree on
Playful jabs while being a hater
I like how much of a nerd you are
I think you see how much I see you
And maybe it scares you
But it scares me that I still care
Even through the distance
As me clearing the air brought you closer
I thought that I had already lost you
But you say I’ve done nothing bad
I don’t think that’s true though
You’ve constantly accepted the blame
For things I have never apologized for
I’ve pushed boundaries you never set
I’ve blamed you for my emotions
When I should’ve been looking in the mirror
I’m just an imperfect person
Who fell for another imperfect person
I don’t know what to do with that
Because we weren’t meant to be
But I learned a lot about myself
So I’m still glad that we met

Note: This poem was written five months ago, before I fully accepted that someone I cared about was unable to show up with integrity. I no longer relate to this version of myself, but I honor her for trying to find the good in people.

Mine

June 1st, 2011

The idea of hazel eyes staring into mine
Like they once had before
Is enough to make the hours slow
The realization of the past
And all that it contains
Is still enough to give me hope
No idea if you ever felt the same for me
But my mind has its own reality
And my heart beats to its own drum
I can’t be controlled
I can’t be abused
Trying to leave me broken and bruised
But I’m not
I just can’t be
Someone slipped out of my memories
The idea how I felt before
The lust, the temptation, the allure
You can’t leave my mind
I’m feeling so blind
Just give me some sign
Do you want to be mine?

Note: I’ve jumped around with my poetry, posting between recent and past. I had paused sharing from 2011 because I reached the poems where my ex-husband and I started dating again after we broke up in high school. Since our divorce, I never fully dealt with those feelings and honestly tried to suppress them. However, they still surfaced and made it into my writing from time to time. Last month I found out he passed away, and I’ve been sorting through a lot of emotions. This feels like the right time to pause my 2025 work and share some throwback content instead.

Rest in peace, Thomas (11/26/1991-08/08/2025)