Beginning To End
Beginning To End
Our friendship and love, a past-present-future blend.
He was there from the start, and will be to end.
My heart speaks volumes and some I wrote.
But those I sent him now drift afloat.
The spanning water that was in part
responsible for my broken heart.
Things once broken can be mended;
it didn’t even need be tended.
Once he thought I was offended,
worried that our friendship ended.
Once he thought I had pretended,
didn’t know what I’d intended.
Feelings strong for him of mine,
I waited for the stars’ align.
They shined down and things were clear
and I had everything that I held dear.
Such happiness exchanged through words.
Such joy echoed, like song of birds.
Inwardly of course I sang
when realized that we would hang.
The first time ever I came to see
in which really mattered to me.
It was not that I couldn’t be
with the one who I gave love’s decree.
What mattered most was that he was safe,
more than happily would I strafe.
To the side to allow another
that would not take the place as his lover.
How easily the words do flow,
the other day the clouds did snow.
Imagined did I not what first,
I thought for what it was I thirst.
Instead I saw for what it was,
Nature’s rarity, I gave applause.
So short a show but one worth seeing.
It never settled, oh so fleeting.
I realized then that life’s the same;
we have no time to place the blame.
But who are we to try and say
that one should be another way?
But now I realize I digress,
although for why I only guess.
Now maybe back on track, I’ll find
those reasons buried in my mind.
Such feelings I left locked inside
and then I realized, to myself I had lied.
From this moment something clicked,
an epiphany that did not conflict.
From now on I’d hold nothing back,
(I think this here is back on track).
Since I swore to myself and him,
not even once have us drift apart or look grim.
Happy now, so I can’t see
why I ever tried to be
more than what I am.
The glow I feel,
Happiness so strong.
To know I can be there for him,
to know where I belong.
I owe him thanks he won’t admit,
I hope he knows I’ll never quit.
Forever I will stand at his side,
someone in which he can confide.
He was there from the start and will be to end.
A friendship and love for which, I’d forever die to defend…
Copyright © Kenneth Quinney