TRUTH
13th May 2003, 22:25
This poem is about a friend. We are still friends today although it's by email and chat since we are separated by 800 miles. She has served for much inspiration in my life and is a constant source of joy and pain to me. You'll see why. Her first name is Constance but she always has gone by her middle name of Wendy. In fact she always hated the name Constance which is why I call her Constance of course. Everything I write to her starts with "Dear Constance" hehe.
Also, because music is a big part of the foundation in our relationship there are several lyrical references in this poem. Where they will mean little to you they evoke a memory of a certain time and place for the two of us. Cookies will be passed out for every correctly identified verse from a song. It's not too easy because I didn't plagiarize exactly and you probably have never heard the songs anyway.
Dear Constance,
A Georgia Peach in my mind
The first time I saw you
Your accent didn't let me down
Aurburn hair, such brown eyes
You say you like my haircut?
Sit yourself down I'll show you around
But I was with her, so I made a friend
Can we ever get back to then?
Senior English next to you
My reason for coming to class
From Macbeth to Hamlet, sweet tragedy
A cheerleading skirt, an aching to be
Sharing our notes, pasing the time
Teasing each other, laughing out loud
Shush, we'll get detention
Come over tonight, a study and dinner
But I was with her, and you had him
Together in that circle of friends
So sing to me of Friday's dreams
And weekend romps down in the Crypts
Someones out of town, call the crew
Everyone's there it's out of control
While on the stereo Johhny sang
About a thing called love, oh my
Furtive glances in a crowded room
A silent desire no longer denied
And when we were skin to skin
A piece of your heart for mine
Your words told a different story
I was with her, you were with him
Each wishing that night would never end
Graduation day to summer waves
And broken down beaches houses
Break-ups, make-ups, same old things
Pack up the cars, it's beach week now
Who's driving with who? We're free at last
A blowout bash, a drunken talk
Alcohol seems to make you honest
Cursing me, under that cherry tree
I was always your mother's favorite
The Golden Boy who never tried
Now I'm just your first time story
Was I such a fool not see it then?
I was with her, but you left him
Just a bad joke that never ends
Two Years forward, hard to believe
Summer break at VA beach
Me on leave and thirty days free
A congregation of old revelers
Shooting Chandaliers, drinking 'til dawn
30 drunk voices singing "I Want You Back"
The Hoodoo Gurus ruled that music box
Looking at me, looking at you
You say he helped you find Jesus
I'll raise that glass, one time to God
But I never saw him buy any smokes
A little smirk now, before you go
I'll leave with her 'cause you're back with him
Grit your teeth and smile for our friends
Two wars later and I'm free to go
No more drugs and no more sand
Stamp my papers and it's time to drive
It's So Cal to the Beltway, no time to stop
I'm replaying that letter you sent
3000 miles more, thinking of one night
Six years gone seems like yesterday
Welcome home party, how are you son?
Was it bad over there, did you have to kill?
Brush aside questions, mumble a response
There you are across the room
Indecison and hesitation, my heart pounds
Shattered Illusion, it's so bittersweet
Your hand in his, it gives me truth.
There's no her but you're with him
It's back to front now, with no end
Drinking all summer, go to work
The two of us and one career
Sharing a desk but not our lives
Torture me, smile at me, let me go
Lunchtime talks of nothing at all
Forming bonds we could not break
Telling you things I told no other
Blood on my hands and I'm not proud
Nightmares waking and weeping alone
You understood when no one could
Routines forming and friendships bloom
I found a her and you had him
Nights in D.C. we started again
Four of us out on the town
Those many times we saw the Connells
And wishes, I suppose, mean nothing
Not when you toss them away
Dancing in the pit, the Hoodoos jammed
Your eyes never left my face
How can one night, so long ago
Mean so much through passing years?
I was the One, your sorry ever after
Still the golden boy of fun and games
I offered so much less than I lost
And it's all a chorus now we sing
I was with her and you with him
Eyes on the ground I start to begin
The time I never saw you again
Came so suddenly without warning
Swilling Corona in that dingy club
The Sidewinders played that song
And sang about a thing called loss
Fingers brushing idly across a table
Lost in a gaze from the past
Am I still your momma's favorite?
Come on Constance, it's the last dance
Holding you close I smelled your hair
"What she said", is what they played
You whispered to me, I touched your cheek
And we moved in small circles
You didn't know but I was so sure
I'd leave her and you'd leave him
Just the two of us, what might have been
I walked away, you fled long ago
A 10 year reunion has come and gone
No Juliet, no reason to go
Still thinking of one night, in Yesterday
Did I say those things I should have said?
Young and foolish, not knowing of love
But maybe, just maybe, it was there anyway
Then one day, I found you again
An internet reunion that feels so strange
"How are you kid and whatcha know?"
Catching up on those missing years
Leading each other to that inevitable thing
Yes, there's a her, you say that there's a him?
We should have been so much more than friends.
Also, because music is a big part of the foundation in our relationship there are several lyrical references in this poem. Where they will mean little to you they evoke a memory of a certain time and place for the two of us. Cookies will be passed out for every correctly identified verse from a song. It's not too easy because I didn't plagiarize exactly and you probably have never heard the songs anyway.
Dear Constance,
A Georgia Peach in my mind
The first time I saw you
Your accent didn't let me down
Aurburn hair, such brown eyes
You say you like my haircut?
Sit yourself down I'll show you around
But I was with her, so I made a friend
Can we ever get back to then?
Senior English next to you
My reason for coming to class
From Macbeth to Hamlet, sweet tragedy
A cheerleading skirt, an aching to be
Sharing our notes, pasing the time
Teasing each other, laughing out loud
Shush, we'll get detention
Come over tonight, a study and dinner
But I was with her, and you had him
Together in that circle of friends
So sing to me of Friday's dreams
And weekend romps down in the Crypts
Someones out of town, call the crew
Everyone's there it's out of control
While on the stereo Johhny sang
About a thing called love, oh my
Furtive glances in a crowded room
A silent desire no longer denied
And when we were skin to skin
A piece of your heart for mine
Your words told a different story
I was with her, you were with him
Each wishing that night would never end
Graduation day to summer waves
And broken down beaches houses
Break-ups, make-ups, same old things
Pack up the cars, it's beach week now
Who's driving with who? We're free at last
A blowout bash, a drunken talk
Alcohol seems to make you honest
Cursing me, under that cherry tree
I was always your mother's favorite
The Golden Boy who never tried
Now I'm just your first time story
Was I such a fool not see it then?
I was with her, but you left him
Just a bad joke that never ends
Two Years forward, hard to believe
Summer break at VA beach
Me on leave and thirty days free
A congregation of old revelers
Shooting Chandaliers, drinking 'til dawn
30 drunk voices singing "I Want You Back"
The Hoodoo Gurus ruled that music box
Looking at me, looking at you
You say he helped you find Jesus
I'll raise that glass, one time to God
But I never saw him buy any smokes
A little smirk now, before you go
I'll leave with her 'cause you're back with him
Grit your teeth and smile for our friends
Two wars later and I'm free to go
No more drugs and no more sand
Stamp my papers and it's time to drive
It's So Cal to the Beltway, no time to stop
I'm replaying that letter you sent
3000 miles more, thinking of one night
Six years gone seems like yesterday
Welcome home party, how are you son?
Was it bad over there, did you have to kill?
Brush aside questions, mumble a response
There you are across the room
Indecison and hesitation, my heart pounds
Shattered Illusion, it's so bittersweet
Your hand in his, it gives me truth.
There's no her but you're with him
It's back to front now, with no end
Drinking all summer, go to work
The two of us and one career
Sharing a desk but not our lives
Torture me, smile at me, let me go
Lunchtime talks of nothing at all
Forming bonds we could not break
Telling you things I told no other
Blood on my hands and I'm not proud
Nightmares waking and weeping alone
You understood when no one could
Routines forming and friendships bloom
I found a her and you had him
Nights in D.C. we started again
Four of us out on the town
Those many times we saw the Connells
And wishes, I suppose, mean nothing
Not when you toss them away
Dancing in the pit, the Hoodoos jammed
Your eyes never left my face
How can one night, so long ago
Mean so much through passing years?
I was the One, your sorry ever after
Still the golden boy of fun and games
I offered so much less than I lost
And it's all a chorus now we sing
I was with her and you with him
Eyes on the ground I start to begin
The time I never saw you again
Came so suddenly without warning
Swilling Corona in that dingy club
The Sidewinders played that song
And sang about a thing called loss
Fingers brushing idly across a table
Lost in a gaze from the past
Am I still your momma's favorite?
Come on Constance, it's the last dance
Holding you close I smelled your hair
"What she said", is what they played
You whispered to me, I touched your cheek
And we moved in small circles
You didn't know but I was so sure
I'd leave her and you'd leave him
Just the two of us, what might have been
I walked away, you fled long ago
A 10 year reunion has come and gone
No Juliet, no reason to go
Still thinking of one night, in Yesterday
Did I say those things I should have said?
Young and foolish, not knowing of love
But maybe, just maybe, it was there anyway
Then one day, I found you again
An internet reunion that feels so strange
"How are you kid and whatcha know?"
Catching up on those missing years
Leading each other to that inevitable thing
Yes, there's a her, you say that there's a him?
We should have been so much more than friends.