There is one more name;
that would like some online fame.
His name is James; it is his real name.
***
Today while walking in nature his name kept coming up.
In fact, in the past several weeks; on and off, out of the blue;
it was you;
who made an entrance in my life.
I know I have a ‘connection’ with you;
but I don’t know what clue;
will come from this.
***
Since Wednesday I am holding quite steady in my bliss.
I am not sure if that ‘accidental meeting’ has anything to do with this.
Actually; I am pretty sure.
I am finally mature;
enough; to hold my own.
I no longer, havent had for a looooong time, need someone to feel just fine!
But why is it, that since that time;
I feel not hyper, but instead, peacefully fine?
Why is it, I feel that it is time to leave this not so stellar cellar?
***
James…
I’m sure he doesn’t read these rhymes;
he’s more the kinda guy that would read the New York times;
daily not once, but twice.
He is in investments.
***
Today, they, really made me see; I have to write about that man.
I could only think;”O no, here we go…again!”
Enough allright.
But, as you can see; I am obeying to what they are saying.
***
Sometimes I make maps;
to see where the overlaps;
in patterns are.
It’s like I said; the stage, peeps and props look different;
if the e-motions and re-actions are the same;
you keep playing the same game.
***
The ‘friend’ I was with, when I first saw James;
in this pattern-map;
would compare to my sister and the role she acted out, when we were young.
Funnily enough; last wednesday was the same scenario, but a different actor playing my sis.
Also; the difference in this scenario is;
I am no longer vast asleep.
And, my ‘sisters’ role has slightly changed;
or is that just perception; because it is me;
that is ‘behaving’ differently?
***
More and more I come to see, why Wednesday might’ve been really special for me.
Ofcourse; I also hope, for a certain ‘he’.
I’ve always felt, but did not really want to believe, James kinda liked me.
We ran into each other a few times; before I started these rhymes.
A few times we were set for a date; but it was never meant to be our fate.
I did think he was hot; he probably thought I was not.
I don’t know why we never got together;
maybe because we aren’t meant to be forever..?
***
Now that all is written out;
I know why the James-story came about.
It is to make you and me see;
together we should be. …?
Omg I can’t believe;
they make me say all those words in this play..
***
The you, before the me…?
Who is he?
Mystery man; will you make yourself known to me..?
Has your heart felt very light;
since wednesday noon, not night?
***
I’m afraid to put this story up;
but this rhyming has got to stop!
Also, I have to stay grounded;
and not be to astounded;
if it all turns out to be;
another decoy, for, me?
Maybe it was just the new moon, solar eclipse and mercury no longer being retrograde;
that made me seal my fate?!
I hesitate;
but my heart knows.
It shows;
harmony, when I think of thee.