My Psychic Friend

I have this friend whose a writer, just like me. He recently told me that mostly everything he writes, comes true. I did not believe him until I observed it for myself. As time went on, I realized the things that were happening in his life, had been previously written by him. For example, this first poem he wrote about two weeks ago. It is called The First Time We Met.

“As I walked up to him, he wrapped his strong  arms around me. I gazed deep into his eyes, hoping the moment would never end. I crossed my fingers and whispered thank you to the one above for making my dream come true.  I rested my head on his chest as he spoke sweet things in my ear. A tear shed from my eye, not knowing what this feeling was. It was weird, yet I liked it. We sat under the stars and talked nearly all night long. He held me tighter by the second, assuring me that everything would be alright. And the last thing I remember him saying was,’I promise I will never hurt you.’ My response was, ‘And I promise I will never forget the first time we met.'”

Ironically, the next week, the exact thing happened to him. I was amazed at the possibilities of what he would write next, just to see if he would receive the same outcome. So, that same week, he wrote a poem entitled No, Not You.

“You came and greeted with that hypnotizing smile of yours. Like a fool, I fell for it. I let you hold me and sell me the sweetest of dreams. I had my guard up all along, but somehow, I let you push it right down under my heart. I know I get attached  fast, maybe a little too fast. Did you get what you want and leave? You said no, but should I believe you? You haven’t given me a lot of reasons to not believe you, yet you have. I hope I’m just in my heart about this all because…. no, not you.”

Truth be told, everything he suspected, was true. The only part of this poem that was not true was the other person leaving. Some may call this crazy, freaky, or strange. I consider it to be quite fascinating. My friend is psychic. What do you think?

 

 

Author: Michael Coleman

Multi-Talented: Singer, Writer, Dancer, and Fashion King They say if you love something, you've got to let it go. And if it comes back, then it means so much more. If it never does, at least you will know that.... it was something you had to go through to grow.

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