Thursday, January 08, 1998

15. The Weather

Good or bad, it's the weather.
Sunny or cloudy, it's the weather.
Whether it makes us happy or if it makes
us sad, it's still the weather.
Hot or cold, raining or snowing, it remains
just that - the weather.
We have no control over the weather yet
it has complete control over us.
We are its servants, doing what it pleases.
We dress and act according to the weatehr
Our behaviour, our actions, our plans, all
depend on the weather.
We are the puppets, and it, the puppeteer.
Could it be that there is something mankind
just cannot control?
One in two, or maybe a million, but this one
human weakness is the weather.

14. Complete Opposites

We do not have much in common,
but we still are alike.
We hang out with different people, yet
we remain to be sort of friends.
We both excel in the things we do.
Still, they're different things.
I know I like you, but do you like me?
People say opposites attract, but I can't
believe it's true.
For if they did attract, then why aren't
I with you?
(Shouldn't I be with you?)

Wednesday, January 07, 1998

13. Only Eyes Can Say

Glancing into your clear blue eyes, I see what
we once had; now we're just best friends.
We had something special, but we let it go.
It was a mutual thing, but I regret it now -
do you?
You're with another girl now, and you're so
happy together - it hurts.
I feel left out 'cause I've been replaced.
You ask me why I can't look you in the eyes
anymore.
Should I tell you that it's because I'd fall in
love with you again?
Fall in love with your voice, your scnet, every
little thing about you.
"Is it something I did?" you ask.
"No," I answer, thinking it's something I'll do.
"What's the matter?" you ask. "We're still
friends, right?" you press on.
"Always," I assure you, turning my head
to hide my tears.
Later that night I get a note:
I know you're afraid - I know you
too well by now, but if you look into
my eyes, you'll see the love I have for
you. Then I could see the love you
have for me and we won't have to
hide it anymore.
I look up and you're there, with a bouquet
of roses, wearing my favourite cologne.
This time I look in your eyes and I feel myself
falling in love with you all over again.
You say one simple thing, I'll never forget it:
"I love you. We made a mistake. Can we try again?"
I smile and nod, crying, my tears blending
in with the starting rain.
Only this time, they're tears of joy and happiness,
but most importantly, LOVE.