Just Because

Posted by Ellen M. DuBois on Thursday January 04, @05:20AM

As I read through old cards and letters, glanced at pictures of a life lived long ago, I became filled with emotion. Not being able to pinpoint what they were, I took pen to paper and began to write. Through writing often comes self discovery and inspiration.

Such is the case with this poem/lyric piece. Many of you may have experienced similar feelings. We all have things in life we reflect back upon. The paths we once chose were not the right ones, or some tragedy struck and we still don't understand why. We don't always have the answers. It's then we must move on, accept the road we are now on believing there's a reason for it, learn our lessons and say it's just because...

JUST BECAUSE

An old box of memories sits lonely tucked away. Sleeping soundly in the corner far at bay. What possessed me to awake its secret past? It's a mystery as I find those memories last. It's a mystery as I find those memories last.

Photos captured a time long forgotten now. It does not seem to be my face within the crowd. I look different, life was different, yes it was. Don't ask me why, I do not know, it's just because. Don't ask me why, I do not know, it's just because.

Was I smiling in that photo? Yes, its me. Eyes that did not know the future they would see. I have to say that it was youth and not a lie. As fresh tears from ages past begin to dry. As fresh tears from ages past begin to dry.

Words on cards professing love forever true. Now just cards within a box that's gone askew. Does "always" mean until the day you stumble on- A box that holds those words once true but now are gone? A box that holds those words once true but now are gone.

Seems unreal, a different person, yes I was. Don't ask me why, I do not know, it's just because. What is now is now the past is what it was. Don't ask me why, I do not know, it's just because. Don't ask me why, I do not know, it's just because.