Tuesday, June 25, 2019

To love...

She couldn’t count the ways in which she loved him for they were by far not that many 
She honestly couldn’t understand what it was exactly that made her feel what she did 
But she did feel and she felt a lot 

In the mornings before getting out of bed she could feel herself smiling when she thought of him 
In the afternoons if she saw something with the slightest semblance of his thoughts she felt in awe
And in the evenings it was he who crossed her mind, every single night 

But then she wondered
Did he do the same? 
Could it be that they both held separate silent marathons in which each constantly ran through the other’s thoughts 
Could it really be possible that they both thought of each other just as much?

They had lost each other 
Out of the blue, not to be found again 
But if their gazes were to meet once again–
What would we he say?
What would he do?

Would he remember exactly all that they lived in this life and in the previous one?
Would he just pull her in and take in the smell of her hair, disheveled the way he like it?
Would everything be the same or better?
Would there be enough words to capture the moment?

Could it be that above all he always held on to the memory of her 
Hoping that one day the timing would be right 
And all would fall into place

No more running in opposite directions 
No more running away 
Because this time they would be running together

She didn’t know 
She wasn’t sure if she wanted to know 
To find him and find out…

Bionica 

Wednesday, June 12, 2019

Lost words...

It had been exactly 12 days after she had sent him that message 
You know, making a joke while apologizing at the same time for the fact that 
Her cute baby girl 5 pound dog totally lunged at hi and tried to leave her mark on him 
By attempting to bite him hard enough through his sweat pants 
Did 5lb cute girl succeed? Well he definitely felt something although he tried to act like it was nothing 

And yet he still hasn’t replied 
He won’t, the fact is that he won’t 
But why? She really wants to know why…
Was it something she said? 
Was it something she did?
Or was it something that she didn’t say or didn’t do?

Why couldn’t he just tell her instead of letting her wonder?
Probably because he isn’t all that interested and doesn’t care to take the time to do so 
Fair enough–she understands, it happens
But then again, she still wonders why!

When she has made a special effort to keep everyone out, she lets her guard down 
For a moment and bam she’s immediately reminded of why she never let anyone in

The thing that she will never understand is why not communicate?
It just makes things so much easier to be honest 
To be in your feelings and just talk about it 
Like the therapy sessions that cost $175 an hour, except that this would be 
With a romantic interest in hopes to really see where things can go 

Alas it doesn’t seem to be a thing 
Will men and women continue to give each other the run around until the end of time?
It seems like it 
What is a girl to do?
Uh hello–make sure that she makes her mark, opens her mouth and says what she’s feeling!
Obvi (even if it is via conversation by oneself with no one to listen but the 5 pound fur baby)

-Bionica 

Friday, June 7, 2019

Timing

6am her day began 
Taking out her dogs and making sure everything was ready for when she left the house at 7am 
7:30 am she was searching for parking hoping to find something near work 
It was going to be a long day 
By 12 noon she had endured a sweat marathon like no other, but that of course was to be expected of a Sunday in June 
By 3pm work was over, the sweat was dry on her clothes and she was hungry 
She made her way to see him, a friend from some time ago 
It would be the second time they would see each other 
Connecting and putting pieces together 
By 5pm they had dinner and the pitchers of beer had come to a stop 
It was 7pm, they had taken a few trains, gotten a little lost and yet they found their way to Wall Street 
There they were, making their way to the top of the world 
Maybe there was something in the air, because that’s where their romance took off 
They came closer together without exactly touching and it was beautiful 
The affection, the love–it was something that seeped from their pores 
The clouds got a sense of it and they wanted to spread the love too 
So they made rain, making sure that everyone who was touched by the water would feel the love they did 
It was 9pm and they were drenched, as if they had decided to take a dip in the Hudson minus the skinny because their clothes was something they forgot to take off 
9:39pm came and their good bye pulled them in, it held them close to the possibility of something new 

And it began…Their kiss was sealed with light, and no amount of darkness could make it go away 
-Bionica

Monday, June 3, 2019

The Two

The thing about them was the way that they just fit together 
Their thoughts, their gestures and even their breaths were all attuned 
They had a special understanding for which words weren’t necessary 
His hand always found its way to her’s and their bodies kept each other warm at all the right times 

Yet they were strangers 
They barely knew each other, they had seen each other but a few times and yet they felt connected 
Words seemed like a mere accessory when it felt that their souls were connected 

But somehow the few words they shared got lost 
They were too far apart yet he saw her everywhere 
He tried to run from her but he couldn’t 
His mornings were always filled with thoughts of her even though she wasn’t there 
He couldn’t understand why 
He gave her up too long ago for her to stay 

But the it was the same with her
She tried running and yet there he was 
Everywhere she turned she found sprinkles that brought her back to him 
She couldn’t understand why 
They were what once was

What was now, was something different 
Separated by time and space with someone else woven into their lives 
Yet they still felt a pull 
Something joining them that couldn’t be seen 
It was an invisible thread that held them together when they were apart 

Would it ever disappear? Could it ever be cut?
She couldn’t say 
She didn’t know 

But it had a purpose and maybe one day she would know…
-Bionica