Do you want to know what’s really hard?
Life.
Do you want to know what makes it all worth while?
Living.
- The Dalema. January 2, 2018.
Pinky promises
Meant the world to me
You’d kiss your hand
After linking our pinkies
And I always said
No takebacksies
If you leave
No second chances
But I’d let you back in
If you wanted me
I’d break my rules
Like you broke those links.
- The Dalema, 2016.
The tailgating, sunshine and summer breeze
The ice cold beer running through me
We walked in, you had your hand in mine
That summer day – I think of it all the time
The way the bass pumped through my chest
The pictures we took, so we wouldn’t forget
Dancing to the guitar, your hands wandering
Our bodies lost in ‘Pour some sugar on me’
Like the sounds blasting from the speakers
The memory is still ringing in my ears
I’ll keep craving you and I can’t comprehend
How you cut us off like that concert wristband.
- The Dalema. January 5, 2017.
What it’s come down to is
wondering if
the toothbrush is still there
in the drawer
waiting for my return
Or
Did you toss it away
throw it in the trash
it was for travel after all
I’d still hoped
you would have kept it
just incase
Or
It was kept accidentally
an afterthought
due to this poetry
and now you don’t know what to do
keep it, trash it
it’s up to you
But I hope it’s still there
and I hope someday I’ll find out
when I open the drawer
and have to use it myself.
- The Dalema. December 31, 2016.
Sometimes I wish I could’ve been more
Often I wonder if I should’ve cared less
I’ll always think you’re out of my league
But today I know you’re still my favorite kiss
Sometimes I wish I could’ve been yours
Often I wonder if it just wasn’t our time
I always think I shouldn’t think of you
But today I know you won’t leave my mind
Sometimes I wish I could’ve seen the ending
Often I wonder if it’s really, truly over
I’ll always think I sabotaged things
But today I know you’re still hurting from her
Sometimes I wish you would’ve tried harder
Often I wonder if maybe you still care
I always think I should date other people
But today I know they’d never begin to compare
Sometimes I wish I could just give you up
Often I hope you’ll be there at my door
I’ll always think what we have is unfinished
But today I don’t think I should think anymore.
-The Dalema. December 29, 2016.
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