Diet Soda

Change.
It is inevitable.
But oh, how we resent it.
Change.
A constant.
But so unpredictable, so frustrating. How?
Change.
Hiking the switch-backs of life. Never ending.
Or so it seems.
Change.
Because one day you'll look back.
Wonder when you started drinking diet soda.
Or when you stopped drinking it at all.
Change.
Pathways changed.
Pathways crossed.
And somewhere along the way-
You Changed.

-B.

Feelings

Chills.
Waves crash on iron-shore.
Pushing, splashing the new feelings.
Up. Up and over until the iron-shore is submerged.
I am submerged. Drowning.
Soaked.
The iron-shore, worn down. Now sand.
Sharp, dark edges washed away.
My guard is down.
Feelings- water colors, brush the beach with foam.
Current.
The push and pull- high and low tide. Feelings.
Good feelings.              Finally.
Like warm sun on the waters, that smile. Those eyes.
Beautiful.
A sight to make the storms forgotten.
Almost.
The crash of waves on iron-shore will always leave a mark.
A mark on the surface, and one in the heart.
But...
It's the warm sun on the waters.
The sun that makes the sand hot and the shade cool.
It's that sun that gives me hope.
And for that.... I thank you.

- For C.

- B.