Before you read this haiku, you need to understand something. You need to know the story of Amy Phillips and me. Below is a picture of the two of us when she came to visit me in Philly last summer. You can read our story after the break.
Way back when, Brendan was the shy, nerdy kid who wasn't so great at making friends. But as I grew, I started to make the sorts of friends that you don't just have play dates with, but the kind of friends that you can share yourself with. One such friend, back when I was about 14, dragged me to our high school's chess club. There, I met another such friend. Her name was Amy and we quickly became very close friends. All of our mutual friends saw something more there and kept trying to set us up, but for whatever reason we never went for it.
When I was 15, I moved away from all of the friends I had so recently made, which was devastating to me at the time. I kept in contact with some, and in fact Michelle and Amy even came down to visit me. It was then that Amy and I shared our first kiss and started trying our hand at this whole "dating" thing. Unfortunately, the distance was just a little too much for two teenagers, and we fell apart.
It must have been about five years before we spoke again. I was sitting around my apartment at college, half-drunk after a party when I noticed that Amy was signed on to an instant messaging application. Out of the blue, I decided to start talking to her. We hit it off as though no time had passed at all and set up a meeting in the near future. Sure enough, she came down to visit, I cooked dinner for her, we watched a movie... you know how this story goes.
We're still together, even though we still live apart. The distance is still a challenge, but I love her enough that it hasn't stopped us. So keeping that story in mind, the story of love lost and found again, I present to you a haiku I wrote. I know, it's a lot of build-up for 17 syllables.
Permafrost
Seeds—buried, frozen—
Given warmth, light and water,
Will bloom readily.
I love you, Amy.
CUTE! My favorite gifts from Joe are his homemade ones like poems and music. Good job Brendan, and good luck to you both!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Kristen! I appreciate the encouragement. :) How are things with you and your lovely husband?
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