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Farewell, my own Salma Hayek

I'm not sure what I did to piss her off or make her want to avoid me, but she doesn't comment or respond to me anymore. *sighs* Her last phone call to me was "a mistake" (her words). I miss our conversations, though.

Ran across some poems and stories I wrote about/for her (one is below). Made me smile to remember those times. She's all grown up and successful now... and still as beautiful as ever. A graduate's graduate. I'm proud of her and what she's become. I wish I'd shared in it more.

But we all move on, don't we?

IF ONLY (4/30/04)

If only I had the power of seas
to wash away your hurt
or that of eagle, bird-like flight
so I could soar and watch o�er you

Or the warmth of summer solstice sun
to wrap and comfort you in my arms
Or the gentleness of springtime rain
to wash away your tears

If only I had the power of thought
to dream a world about you
Or the greatness of both fortune and fame
that would reflect its light upon you

Or the stoic majesty of mountain views
to make your heartbeat quicken at my sight
Or the coolness of a gentle brook
to calm your inner fears

If only I had the fountain of youth
to drink with you forever
Or maybe had the power of wind
to send you sailing into my arms

For all these things I wish indeed
and wonder how you�d feel
if even I had none of these
would you love me still?

5:27 p.m. - 2012-05-30

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