Just Doing My Best: I CAN'T HOLD ON

Monday, December 14, 2009

I CAN'T HOLD ON

I SAW YOU
I LISTENED
I NEVER JUDGED
I KISSED YOU
YOU SPOKE BEAUTIFULLY
I WAS HESITANT
I WAS SCARED
YOU PURSUED
BROKE THROUGH
I TRIED TO TELL YOU
I TRIED TO EXPLAIN
YOU LOVED ME
HELD ME
I OPENED UP
DESPITE THE FEAR
SHE WAS ANGRY
SHE WARNED US
YOU NEVER LET HER WIN
I WAS HAPPY
YOU WEREN'T
YOU PULLED AWAY
SHUT DOWN
I WAS CONFUSED
WHAT HAD I DONE
YOU WERE HESITANT
YOU WERE SCARED
I SPOKE BEAUTIFULLY
YOU KISSED ME
I NEVER JUDGED
I LISTENED
I WAITED
I'M DONE

-JACKEE

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Random Facts about Jack

When I chew a piece of gum, I have to split it in half and chew a piece on each side of my mouth.

I prefer email and texting to talking on the phone.

I have a fear of toothpicks and I never use them. I actually cringe when I see someone using one.

I don’t like my food to touch. If it were practical, I would use the cafeteria trays from grade school for all my meals so that everything has dividers.

My favorite color is “rainbow.” I love all colors.

My lucky number is 8.

I think popcorn smells better than it tastes.

I love flowers but I’d rather receive notes, cards, and/or letters instead.

My childhood nicknames were “Squid” and “Tiny Mite” – both given to me by my parents.

I talk out loud to myself throughout the day.

I cannot wear jewelry to bed because my body gets claustrophobic.

Styrofoam makes me nauseous and hearing people touch it makes me gag.

I hoard school supplies – especially pens, pencils, crayons, and markers.

I have never been skiing and I have no desire to.

My toenails are always painted.

I cannot let any part of my body hang over the side of my bed while I’m sleeping because the “monster under the bed” might grab me.

I don’t like “sides of the bed,” I like to switch it up.

I want to be buried in “ruby slippers” and for my casket to be engraven with, “there’s no place like home.”

Sometimes I still feel 17.