A Broken Down Song
Parchment lies down flat.
A canvas for me to express through.
E-mailing, text messages, and even phone calls collapse.
Two echo voices of selfish views.
Closed off to other sounds.
A new approach to a broken down song.
An old way of writing.
Insecure choice of words.
By candlelight, dipping into Ink that personifies.
Pen nib caressing parchment, lightly scratching.
A flow of words and Ink.
The heart's way of expression.
Pauses between thoughts to feed pen.
Forced to introspect between sentences.
Brief interludes that feel like an eternity.
Dying each time.
Knowing the attempt is in vain.
But through this, a passion is born.
At a birthday party, Blu is on top of the monkey bars and a parent comes up to me and says...
"Aren't you afraid she'll fall?"
"So why do you seem so calm?"
"Well, I have to let her be free to take risks. If she falls, she'll learn. If she doesn't, she'll feel accomplished."
She did not fall.
And I'm Sorry
Sorry, I'm not that guy with a Ph.D.
Sorry, I don't know how to pour wine perfectly.
Sorry, that I couldn't run as fast as you.
Yes, I like anime sometimes.
Yes, I was a little lazy sometimes.
Yes, I look silly dancing all the time.
I'm that quiet guy in English class.
I'm a little short but I'll make you laugh.
I'm pretty smart but I suck at math.
Sorry, that I liked taking candid photos of you.
Sorry, that I made you hot while cuddling.
Sorry, I used both locks upstairs again.
Sorry, that I didn't secure that birthday cake while driving.
Yes, I keep my eyes closed when watching scary movies.
Yes, I do the same when needles are used at the doctor's office.
Yes, I wore clothes that didn't fit me right.
Yes, I loved my cool office closet.
I know I don't have the best memory and I write things down all the time
And you can laugh, but I don't mind.
Things like that don't bother me at all.
And I was not exactly how you wanted me to be.
And I'm sorry.
We said goodbye.
Before I got to apologize.
I didn't change for you.
But some things I did,
For me and for Blu.
And I'm sorry.
Blu and Morikami Gardens
I took Blu to the Morikami Gardens this past weekend. I tend to enjoy saving memories via photography, blogging, or even making little video clips. One day, when Blu is older, she will see these short videos and think of me. I hope to give her a small collection of shared memories with her father. I am usually terrible at photographing children, but for apparent reasons, I absolutely enjoy taking photographs of her. Even though after a while she gives me the, "Ok daddy, I think we took enough pictures ok?"
"Sorry behbah, your daddy likes to take pictures of things he loves and one day you might be doing the same with your behbahs using this camera!"
"Ok ok fiiiiinnneeeee.... one more pic? ^_^"