Mobe's days

The day's disdain shall never refrain from the pain that the rain will wash away. But tomorrows sorrow shall give cause to claim that today's was just yesterday's gain





This is a free thought process to which I intend to entertain and insiniuate debate and humor into what I consider a banal universe. I implore you to leave comment or critique and also to question my purposes if you so desire. It is my intent to invoke creative thought and even a new perspective, though I do not expect all to want the invasion of their minds for the duration of my soapbox. I will censor nothing, but cannot promise that it won't be at a higher desk. Enjoy!~mobe

Friday, July 1, 2011

To You From Me

Dearest you,

going through the motions of the day, it strikes me as odd that I should find myself back in a situation most feared and loathed. I am missing my independence as each day passes by and hate what I am becoming: a scared, little, fat rabbit with no home or place in a world full of hounds.

I miss the trees that sheltered and kept my home cool and the vast room I had and the full kitchen. I miss the step-down tub and the recessed lights and the candlesticks in every room. I miss the wine cellar and the high cliff we dwelled upon and the garden in the sun. Oh, how I toiled for two hours a day making it safe and protected from all things predatory to vegetation. I know what you miss because you tell me in a whisper every night and we both would miss so much if we had to climb back down to the countryside and venture to the jungle.

It was never enough for me really. To hear the noise and speech and shout of the passers by. But up here, I don't miss a thing except you. The you that I have loved and been in love with since the day you were born. The you with the golden hair and the pudgy nose and the forever frown, with all your hope. I miss the you that had me laughing at every circle and stop. I wanted to do everything with you and now we are apart and lost in this wilderness. I miss all that. I really do.

Why did we go our separate ways? Did I say something to upset you or was I not supportive enough? (thinking upon it I am sure I have) I want you to know I am sorry. I am sorry for hurting you and trying to rid myself of you and miss you so much. No greater a deal than any other but more than any one I have ever drove away. I had my reasons and now I miss them because I cannot explain my actions anymore. I ask of you to take me back. There isn't enough time to think on it and I want your answer right away. I am willing to accept whatever terms you have for me as it was I that had done the wrong. That seems to be my only constant, the know of how I failed you. Please forgive me and give me this chance with what we have left, I have left, to show you how much you mean to me and what you should mean to others. I value you in my life...

Sincerely yours,
You~

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