Blood

"Please let the blood we had stay pure."
Although we part and love no more.

You said, "In you, I'll seek my growth"
In you, I saw a larger hope.

But time stops. Decisions hard.
Blood clots and leaves our bodies scarred.

No pressure or pulse or coursing veins
Where arms embraced, I now feel strains.

These crimson rivers still bring life
Purifies and settles strife.

Time resumes and thoughts unmask
Our blood is pure. My heart's relaxed.

What little sense presented itself
Our memories still frozen on my shelf.

An understanding, now so clear.
Our blood is pure. So, have no fear.

Our blood brought us from childhood
Made bodies strong and pain withstood

It fed our brains with philosophies
Made real our impossibilities

This blood transports with it disease
And ages our bodies without reprieve

Growth gives way to change and death
Time stops no more and stales our breath

But, blood feeds cells that fuel our brain
Memories in time forever remain

If time heals all, blood clots the wounds
Air fills the lungs and laughs resume

So, our blood is pure. Our bodies strong.
Growth fuels new blood and friendship long.

So, our blood is pure. Life starts anew
This friendship will always stay with you.

It's the simple pleasures

Things that made me smile this weekend...

1. Driving to San Fran late into the night and still talking about how scenic the drive was
1a. Singing the entire way
1b. Not feeling bad about eating BK and getting starbucks after 10 pm
2. Enjoying the fact that it was cold, cloudy and wet outside
3. Walking to walk and take public transportation all over the city
4. Getting two pairs of sick sneakers for 58 bucks
5. Eating Italian and having a cappuccino while sitting outside
6. Having the highlight of my night be getting drunk and dancing with a new friends
7. Watching my best friend sleep off the worst hangover she's ever had while I drive home
7a. Laughing about 1-7 when she woke up.

Things that made me smile today...

1. Waking up from a 10 hour sleep
2. Listening to Mahri's new track at work
3. Listening to Feist's "1,2,3,4" a la Sesame Street in the car
4. Job security

I think I'm starting to break through that "thresh hold of pain" I wrote about a few weeks ago. I'm starting to find pleasures in the day to day stuff. The honeymoon in LA is definitely over, but my life has certainly begun.