true.mad.deep: what is love

I needed to get this out, fast. Two nights ago, I watched Love Jones ::one of my top five favorite movies:: because I tend to be a sucker for a love story. In the film, for those who may be somehow unfamiliar, Nina recites a poem as she walks with Darius. The poem is written by Sonia Sanchez ::check her out:: and it's short and simple, and inevitably sweet. I'm loving it so much, I'm sharing it with you...

I gather up

each sound

you left behind

and stretch them

on our bed.

each nite

I breathe you

and become high.

                              -Sonia Sanchez

While this poem made Nina want to burn her book, it has inspired me to reopen mine.

these words = inspiration 

Inspiration to learn, to grow, and to just...feel.


This poem shows me memory, something I'm usually quick to forget. Sounds oxymoronic at first, I know, but I think about all the things and events, and how quick I am to dismiss them. The good, the bad, the ugly, and the blissfully beautiful, memories happen. They happen all the time. This is seemingly contrary to the sayings "memories are made" and "life is what you make it". I don't always make my life, sometimes things just happen, memories don't have to be made, sometimes they just are. What I choose to remember oft defines my decisions and ultimately the character I draw myself to be, but what about those memories, those life occurrances we just can't seem to forget or no matter how painful, just don't want to.

This poem, takes me there.