i hope my words are strange and wondrous,

like kisses that quiet all things superfluous,

so that we can all stop and

listen

so i feel like i should do one this year also.

as always,

when the year nears its end

i begin to live through the old memories, go through old things and look at old photographs.

life is so much love, and i always feel like i'm at the beginning waiting to continue.

what happened this year?

my beloveds surprised me at the door with a cake,

and some nasty cream to mess me up.

to open the door and see all of them was caught in a feeling that i will never be able to explain in words,

but that's what life is made up of mostly,

a series of unexplainable feelings.

this 18th year has held so much,

best left unexpressed.

cherished and not forgotten.

to the many you's,

to the many me's

to the many us's and we's and maybe's,

i don't think i've changed very much,

but oh if you were to see my heart.

in life, in love, in faith, in happiness and sadness, in joy and in pain.

the pieces of my heart remain, they all remain.

goodbye 18. goodbye.