Thinking of her...

thinking on the day, sitting at home
not knowing what to say but picking up the phone
dial tone erased by numbers dialed at a rapid pace
my love, my love, today we're going to the beach
to see seashells sunken into the shore
it reminds me how your love resonates in my heart for sure
the waves pull in and out, but never really leaves its place
like how memories of you flow when I can't see your face
but I replace my temporary sadness with joy as soon as you state
your love, gravity like how it holds me down
it only produces a frown when I have to let you go
my love, my love, today we're going to the beach
and I'm going teach you hold to the horizon in your hand
so that you can feel the way I do when I hold you in mines
like sunshine in my soul, true beauty in my eyesight
learning how to keep you forever seems to be my only plight
but my love, my love, we're going to the beach
so lets push our problems to the side
enjoy the ride as the sun sets over us by the sand
know that I will always be there as I hold your hand
my love, my love.

Thoughts of Pandora

what a fool i am to preceed, but holding her box in my hands
i feel power belonging to God's plan as she stands for a seed
but maybes its how i please her mind, curiosity flows fast
as i glance past her faults, wary of the cracks
how she pines for me is divine, even if its a facade
i'd ignore their oasis to live in her mirage
she gives me love, what some reckon a disease
but it keeps me rooted, i never fall like my leaves
or maybe it's a drug, if i'm high in her eyes
as she lies, onto me or otherwise
she never sighs, just opens up to me,
i never let her go, because enough is never enough
another's love isn't up to snuff, but maybe i should still bare farewell
because sooner or later the well will bare hail
but i think ill stay with her beause how ever will i cope
how can she be so bad when she's still full of hope?

The Art of Forgetting

So, I recollect from me sleeping one night a couple months, I had a couple of dreams. To be honest, I really don't remember too much from them at all, except one happened to be very, how can I say, vivid? Yeah, vivid. I remember it all too much really. It had started with me in bed, and then she came in. All I could see was her figure in the shadows and a little of her face, but I already knew who she was. She came to the edge of the bed, put her knees forward, crawled over towards me, and kissedme . She started speaking soft, climbed on top, and you can use your imagination after that.

So, needless to say, I was pissed. When i woke up from the dream(nightmare), I was angry that something like that would be so easy to remember. I was perturbed that my ex just lallygagged her way into my sacred slumber and seduced me in my sleep. Maybe at the time of the dream the escapade seemed desirable, but it wasn't. Don't get me entirely wrong, it's not like I hate my ex or anything, I just hate what we were, which was we. I don't want to love her again, or at least in the near future. Even if the dream happened months, almost a year ago, I'm still pissed it happened simply because I have my own new love now, which means the world to me, who I love dearly, so its baffling as to why her predecessor can come around randomly in my head. Those memories just don't seem to fade.

But why? I want them to be gone...and they just won't leave like Uncle Raheem sleeping on your couch. I don't love her anymore, fact, but I still think on her for no apparent reason, fact. So It got me the thinking. People forget shit all the time, fact, so why can you not forget on command? Can forgetting be a skill, a process, an event by purposeful demand? I mean, you can train yourself to remember something, whether it be a song, a script, test questions, study materials, your grocery list, whatever, the number of things can go on and on. But how come you can't teach yourself to forget?

I mean, technically speaking I'm not too sure how that would even work. The more you thought about forgetting something, the more you would remind yourself exactly of the thing you want to leave behind. But the act of forgetting is something that happens to every human on earth, so the thought of it isn't some type of anomaly that only happens to a lucky few. So, if forgetting happens to everyone, fact, how come no one has honed down the process to an exercise?