Two Years

Two years since we agreed to be honest

Two years since we spoke what was on our minds

Two years since you first gave me butterflies

Two years since we promised to be "in it for the long haul"

Two years since you put a smile on my face I thought I'd wear forever

And one year of having nothing but memories of us.

© 2011 Teresa Kander

Happy Birthday

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Nineteen years ago

My life was blessed by her birth--

Celebrate today!

© 2011 Teresa Kander

Love/Lust

She said "I love you," and meant forever.
He said "I love you," and meant for now.

She dreamed of making a life with him
He dreamed of making love with her

She gave her heart to him
He gave his body to her

She can't forget him
He doesn't remember she existed.
© 2011 Teresa Kander

Haiku Friday--Curiosity

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I'm wondering why

Someone from inside his house

Still comes here to read.

© 2011 Teresa Kander

If You Only Knew

If you only knew

How much you're still part of my life

How thoughts of you take up my days

How dreams of you fill my nights

If you only knew

How I trusted in your promises

How I believed in your dreams

How I meant every word I said

If you only knew

How much I still miss you

How much I still need you

How much I still love you

If you only knew

Would it matter to you at all?

© 2011 Teresa Kander

Haiku Friday--Plans

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Phone call from a friend

Last minute plans for the day

Getting back to life.

© 2011 Teresa Kander

Always Been A Quitter

When it comes to love, I've always been a quitter:

Boy meets girl, boy gets too close, girl leaves boy.

That's the pattern I'd followed all my life.

I believed that nothing lasts forever

So I was determined to push each one away

Before they moved on and broke my heart.

But with you, my world turned upside down--

I told you my deepest fears and secrets without pause,

Trusting that you'd accept and understand, and still love me.

How ironic that this time it was you who ran,

Too afraid of what we felt and what it meant.

© 2011 Teresa Kander