When My Bestfriend Shares her Love Note

"Of Tulips and Dreams.."

by Genelady Ericka Palomar

January 19, 2012

The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone

Coming straight from the bottom of my heart
My lips start quivering as the words refuse to flow out my fingertips

Not all scars show and not all wounds heal

Sometimes you can't always see the pain someone feels

What's the sense of wishing for something when I always push it away from me?

Every night I talk to the stars as if they have emotions of their own

Though they're all far away and never reply to my hails

Let the moon stay still, with every movement, of the flower as the rain falls

Why do people tell you to believe in what they want but then whispers you to not believe in that one true thing you do have faith in?

Do not assume that those who seek to comfort you now
Live untroubled among the simple and quiet words that sometimes do you good


Their lives may also have much sadness and difficulty, that remain far beyond yours

Were it otherwise, they would never have been able to find those words

those words almost a hypnosis that carries on its will

I will not be broken

Just live and breathe again

There once was a time when silence meant nothing to me

Staring at the world through the hole you put through my head

Slowly, it was falling into pieces, painting a colorful mosaic of autumn leaves on the ground

Yet the still wind and rain move continuously on its pace like a flower

But now I can smell fragrance no more, its petals are falling, running out of color

Just like the wind and the rain, but still I know there is light

And though my eyes told of forever, yours were frozen in a hailstorm

November wrapped you gray, and December saw you fade away

So when you've finally made up your ever-changing mind

Make your way down to the boiling heat and bleeding sky

Look for me and reach out for my hand

You are too far-fetched to believe yet too obvious to ignore