The mountains are capped in snow today. So beautiful.
Tracey, Abigail, and Jeni came over last night. We just talked. Jeni tells me that David doesn’t treat her the way he should. But she is still with him. She said that she would marry him if he asked her. David used to be gay, I mean really gay, but he has supposedly found the Lord. I just hope she doesn’t get hurt.
Tracey and Abigail were very funny last night. There are little things about Tracey that I’m so attracted to, but there’s also so much about her that I don’t know. We had fun in church this morning. I found a piece of candy on the floor, a little valentine heart that said “Cutie Pie.” I gave it to Tracey and she smiled brightly and kept it.
I went to visit Tracey a couple of nights ago and we went through some old pictures of hers, pictures from over two years ago when Jeni and I were still together.
Why do we grow older? Why do we learn?
Why don’t we find our moments of total happiness and refuse to move any further?
Tracey still hurts over Derek. Is Jeni really happy? She doesn’t look it. Would she really marry someone who is currently making her miserable?
Hearts are broken every day.
People are being used.
Love doesn’t exist in many places.
What about me? What am I doing? What do others see when they look at me?
. . .
I am not a man
I do not have gray hair
And wrinkled skin
I am not old
But my eyes are not young
. . .
I am dying. Everything around me is dying.
Don’t go mother. Please hold me forever. Who are these strangers? Why can’t I stop growing up?
I was content in your arms. You just let me be. Now I’m being haunted. Am I flying, or have these strangers clipped my wings?
Do I know what love is?
Or all we still just playing games?
Oh God, why did you die for me?
I still don’t know.