A late blossom

When you’re a kid
Its fun to play hide and seek
Even if the place is no rain forest
Just three rooms
But you everthing just seems bigger
Full of mystery and possibility
Behind curtains or sofas
Under the table
Or inside the cupboard
Anyplace you can find
Resisting the urge to laugh
Or talk to loud
You loved attention
You loved playing with the pigeons
Falling asleep on the couch while watching cartoons
Waking up to the sun in your tiny  bed
You liked attending parties and having to be dressed up and making new friends with no effort at all
While the grown ups talked in the living room
You ran all over the house and talked sense about absolutely nothing
And the thing you wanted most was attention
From everyone all the time
Then you eventually got older
Maybe you took longer than everyone else – a late blossom
You didnt want to be found anymore
You had to talk business and plot out your sentences paying extreme attention to the other person
You had to let go of your parents hand , even if they say they will always love you
Success will buy you love
No more attention needed
Maybe just from one person

A Past Love

Something was bothering you
Thats it
Thats why you could never sit down in peace
You were not happy
Nothing could make you happy
Oh im sorry
You were happy
Its not what you owe me
Your happiness
At that time
At times still
When in one those hospital waiting rooms
When I have to  wait for my turn with the doctor
Away eye contacts ,away small chit chats
Most doctors dont have any ethics or manners
But im lucky the one I got had them both
But then I have time to think
Of what made me uncomfortable
I go over the past
And try to look at it without making anyone look like the bad guy
I try to see it from the other point of views
And what might have been true
Too young too feel – too young to know
You were just a kid – kids are forgiven by their parents : by the parents of other kids
But not eachother
Sweet blues turning true
It did not even happen all at once
It was years – till the world fell into place
Seven days to make the heavens ? Yes
What about us ?  Probably much longer
Well im done and better , baby bitter
Without a price and a peaceful mind