Beginning

Today I booked a flight to Germany,

A place I’ve never known,

Neither did my father,

Nor my mothers ever gone,

It’s funny how the geographic gene,

Or dna,

However did the ones before you,

I think that it’s alright to grieve,

It’s ok to be upset,

My eyes lay blank on white canvas,

Trying to forget.

I wish I never met you,

Wish you never made me smile,

Because I’m afraid of heart break,

If I wore a different face would I recognize myself?

If I no longer had the struggle of beautiful tears,

Falling from beautiful eyes,

Would they still be the windows into the soul I know now?