Ride or Die , Talk to Me 

Change is through seasons , What faith is to life . 

I honestly wish I knew the Riddle that has you seeing me as leprosy through talks we’ve had .

where I’m bewildered  asking myself why would you leave ? Was it because of the nickname we’ve been through so much over the years , 

It seemed like peas in a pod . I’m still the same 

girl who believes in King Authur & Camelot . 

Tho on full moons yes it’s true I’d love to be seduced by Batman or Zorro guilty as charged . 

I miss our talks and especially the laughter 

As it’s not everyday you find imperfections 

That light up your chaotic world of darkness 

With a kaleidoscope of passion and wonder !! 

What’s so wrong about being honest in saying 

Yes I felt blessed to be hugged in spirit as I doubt will ever meet . 

However trite it may seem to you , simple things in moments like notes , laughter , smiles , cast the embers in my soul afire 

To where I feel like I could walk on water without fear of drowning in lack of oxygen . 

So tell me the truth I promise I can handle it , was 

It really the nickname or did I over step boundaries for being different then most you’ve met ? 

Written July 24, 2018  by Celeda Rein as a way to say I’m stronger then I seem,  even on days 

Where I’d give anything just to be hugged with compassion and No Strings