Recalling Pineapples

It's not my place anymore But it was once To speak about you Of your place in my life Of your importance It feels wrong to look back now To think of fondness After a year if distance I've been angry And disinterested That's the truth But time can heal things I figured that it would I wasn't sure we'd ever be close again But I made connections because of you My life is changed because of you I can't deny that I never tried to I heard that you avoided places Trying to avoid me It's ironic because I avoided places Trying to avoid you How much time we wasted When we could have just been speaking It doesn't matter now though I heard through the grapevine Of the connections I made through you And the web of social media That you've passed on And I don't know what I'm allowed to say I started by not saying anything Then a few vague posts here and there You know how I love to Vaguebook But if I know anything about you  It's that you hate sad memo...

Y ou challenge me  As as you chide my inner child  As you expose my empathy  Teach me tolerance Perfect my patience  While I insist this heart inside my chest is made of steel, cold forged in Rage  You persist that I am in fact made of skin and blood of warmth and love  How can I not open myself up to you?  You make it so easy  I want to give you everything in the universe has to offer  Allow me to lasso the moon for you

I'm not a parent And I know that means that I'm not allowed to have an opinion But I've been around kids And I've been a kid And how is this the second time Someone I've asked to walk out of my life Has come back to collect "all their belongings" Yet the things that they'll come back for The things they'll make a second trip for Is the kids' things I get that the goal is always to do it all at once And I get it that sometimes it's not that simple And I know I'm not a parent So I'm not allowed to have an opinion But if it were me I feel like I would take care of the kids stuff first And it seems like if I was the kid And I recognized that my parents took their time reclaiming the things that belonged to me I think I'd feel some type of way about that It's just so funny this has happened twice now I shouldn't even be surprised People keep finding ways to not surprise me Maybe it's manipulation Maybe they...

For as long as I can remember April has always been my favorite month Partly because it's the Beginning of Spring And something poetic About rain showers and flower blooms I even said if I got married I'd pick the rainiest day of the year  Which would likely be in April But ever since our falling out Now my favorite month  Just reminds me of what I've lost April fills me with regret Of what I could have done Could have said I could've done better If you're wondering if I still think of you I promise that I do Every year  When the weather begins to turn When the clouds are at their heaviest When the dandelions bloom