By Ali
Date: 4 January 2001
I Cannot Name It
Of all the dreams
I've had
You were the one
That was real
All too real...
Real enough
To fall in love with
Real enough
To cause me pain
Real enough
To touch
But not real enough
To hold
You always walked
A fine line
Between wisdom
And darkness
You knew everything
You knew nothing
You were what everyone
Said you shouldn't be
You broke the rules
At every turn
Took every chance
That you possibly could
And somehow I fell
Into all of that
Into your life
I fit there
For a while
Like a peice
To a puzzle...
Except down the line
A bit
The puzzle
Was scattered
And me with it
Part of me is here
And part of me
Is where you are
Wherever you are...
And this feeling
Still burns
Like a wildfire
Eating dry brush
A feeling that I
Have not enough words
To describe
I cannot name it
As I can love
As I can hope
As I can so many other
Feelings...
It's a combination
Of anxiety
Of heartbreak
Of anticipation
I don't know what it means
Or if it has a meaning at all
I just have this feeling...
And as I sit here
I wonder
I ponder
I mull everything over
Is the dream
Now less real?
Does distance kill
The solidity of you?
And, truly, is the dream
Gone
Done
And over?
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