Driftin' on this memory

The following post was heavily influence by a song from Mat Kearney called Chasing the Light. It's as if Mat had been telling my own story with his words... I of course changed the lyrics to better suit the actual facts of my own story..but truth is that his beautiful rhythm will not compare to mine, what I find special about this post is that I had the opportunity to share this with the person it belongs to. :)

Driftin’ on a memory

Remember back when you slept on my front porch,
couldn’t wait for the next day to come.
Ten hours of wasted time
we didn’t care if we were way out of line
From the moment I first appeared
to the moment you disappeared
Hard to know what I had
or what was meant to be
Everything we knew went flying out the street
from mom’s couch to California’s heat
Holding our breath for people in life
to suffocating when they walk away, saying no goodbye
And I kept saying I’m running down a dream but I don’t know where it leads
…as I keep drifting on this memory

Every day that I saw you smiling
Every tear that I saw you crying
Every winding road that you have traveled
I’m thankful now, that has been unraveled

Every hope that you still carry
Every burden you have buried
Baby, I pray that now, you figure it out
As I keep drifting on this memory

Got the letters that you sent out yesterday
40 lines and a secret holiday
Driving 2003 miles away
Just to see me walk your way
On your knees when I was distressed
With your lips on mine…pressed.
I thought about you while driving at night
and dreamt of you when there was no light
Familiar songs and takes me right back there
…George Street and the heat of the summer air

You’re so humble, never recalled the hell that I’ve put you through

‘member lunch at the Greek café?
re-writing that music verse
loving me, the adverse
remember that your first love hurts
but you know the mind n the heart learns
‘member driving to Lake City with the crew?
I still keep the picture that you drew…
We were running Highland and Central schools
Knowing that I was a fool…
Wishing you’d get down on one knee
dreaming of what I’d be

…until the day I said goodbye.
And I keep chasing the light…
Driftin’ on this memory

My blog is alive!

Hello my friends and welcome [back?]!

I was supposed to be doing laundry but while I was looking through old emails I came across my old (super old!) blog, so I read it and spent over 40 minutes trying to figure out the password! I finally got it and here I am….

As I read the old blogs I’ve written I begin to meditate on the person behind those blogs, I sounded so sure of myself yet so naïve at the same time. But you know what? I know that person, and I miss that confidence I used to have, and that faith I once had.

It’s hot in my room, I have the window open, where I hear the wind caress the trees so passionately and a cat is meowing—no it is not Talitha—I know that because she’s sitting next to me.

This is Talitha :P

As I think about how to start this, I first want to get something off my chest; I’ve only showed this blog to a few people, but this time I want to share it with my close friends which is mainly composed of my sisters, my chin-gu, my partner in crime G-dog, Belly, and a few others for whom I have no nicknames yet but I will find them one.

Chin-gus!

Lately, I’ve been inspired to write due to an unfortunate turn of events and I wrote a few short poems that might seem depressive, but believe me I am not depressed, they are simply sincere from an open heart and not an open wound.

You and Me

You:

A fighter for justice

Me:

A summer solstice

You:

Almost never stand still

Me:

A heart you can’t steal

You:

A ray of light I can feel

Me:

A touch of the color teal

You fight for equality, uniformity and consistency.

I stand, tilt and go through seasons just as the earth

You move in your own way, active, lively and energetic.

I guard my heart, but often fail, and then hide and run away.

You’re like the sun-rays, warm, bright, strong and ultraviolet

I’m like the color teal, bright, unique and dense

Have you ever seen that color in direct sunlight?

It’s beautiful, and that is who I am when I am with you.

And this is a poem to my long-lost friend:

When I feel the summer breeze, when I hear the trees breathe or when my mind is at ease… I see you, hear you, remember you

You smile
I beam
You speak
I hear
You drive
…I’m alive
“push the pedal down watch the world around fly by”
again and again
pain is not gain
pain is vain

Scars and stains
is what we had left and I wait for time to heal

One last appeal
“Come and we’ll try one last time, I’m off of the floor one more time to find you”

What do you guys think? :)

Oh, on another note, I was accepted to the University of Portland Oregon!