Subtle Changes

Subtle Changes

A Poem by K Antonacci
"

Thoughts as my senior year comes to a close...

"

There is something about you that i have been noticing.

It's different, and yet your shell is that of my best friend

You remain in my memory as being deeply loving

And taking in life's gifts as fast as you can

 

But lately i have seen a change in your eyes

A subtle glimpse into the way you express

Yourself and your ideas, all swaying in rhythm

But i know that we all eventually grow into ourselves

 

You always loved to ride, but now i feel the dream is fading

And i feel that i can compare that to myself.

I have forever dreamt of going to college for dance

And become a prima and join a company

 

But i know that i won't

Because i want to be a mom

And i know that traveling may take a toll on my relationship

And no part of me wants to let that go

 

And i know that your heart means well

But some days you just snap and your jaw

Barks with such sharpness i thought at one point

I had walked into a room full of hanging knifes

And i had no idea which one would fall next.

 

We make plans to meet up and talk about things

But it never seems to work out.

I maybe see you once a month.

And you're my best friend in the entire world.

How can i keep you posted?

 

It would break my heart if we were to grow apart,

But i feel as if we might.

You're going to college a little ways away

And i'm staying here in my state,

And i don't want to lose you

 

You mean more than i could say

And we have shared so much that i don't know what to do

When i think of a plan, and i want to call you

But you're busy.

And then you do the same

And i'm busy.

It just never seems to match up.

 

I'm afraid for the college experience

But i'm almost just as excited

And i don't want to go without you

But if i have to break this mold i seem to be in

Then i must do what i must.

© 2008 K Antonacci


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this is very authentic in it's honestly and it's openness to truth. :) I'm really proud of you for even attempting at putting such feelings into words. it's not overly 'poetical' but i think thats because the words/thoughts are so raw.... so tough to form into verses. theres so much to say, and it's a scary thing to share with someone.

i hope you shared this with your friend. it's hard to lose our friends... especially the ones we had when we were younger. i still long for the relationship i had with my best friend. i want to write something to her, as well.

beautiful



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