Archive for September, 2010

Simplicity

I like to keep my life simple as I can. My day consumes work, training in martial arts or dance, eat, and sleep.

Well thats my routine for Monday-Thursdays. Friday, Sat, and Sunday are different.

To The Girl Sitting In Front of Me

To the girl that sits in front of me

You don’t know me.

My name is Danny Pham.

You don’t notice me.

I’m that Asian brother in the red hat behind you.

You don’t see me.

I’m the one smiling when you walk in.

You don’t realize me.

You seem to be off in your own world.

What I am is,

Interested.

I want to know every part of you,

And no, this is not physical.

I want to know your composure,

The reasons you smile the way you do.

I want to know your inner most thoughts,

So I can know why you laugh in a silent room.

I want to know your background,

So I can adore who you were before I knew you.

I know other brothers say things like this,

Similar.

However, I promise you I’m nothing like

Larry,

Harry,

Barry,

Or even Jerry.

Note, I made these names up to make it less…how you say,

Awkward.

But truth be told previous cats have nothing on me,

Honest.

Let me tell you I’m giving you 100,

Genuine.

This is something new to me,

Foreign.

For the first time, I feel like

Someone may be the rhythm to my blues,

Because I’ve put away my hip hop tunes and devoted my playlist to the likes of Stevie Wonder, Boyz II Men, Babyface, and any other sappy individual that sings about love in mysterious ways.

For the first time I feel like

Someone may be the breakbeat that I need to get hype on the dance floor,

And I imagine myself pulling bboy freezes and dancing to the beat of the music because that’s how rhythmic you make me feel.

For the first time I feel like

Someone may be the colors I need in my monotone life as an artist,

I’m starting to splash bright colors on the canvas because you brighten up my mundane vision to more than shades of black, gray and white.

For the first time I feel like,

Someone can be and is all that and more.

Cause every time I see you, I start to question “Why do birds suddenly appear” in my vision.

“Close to you.”

But even though only a foot separates my breathing from brushing the hair on the back of your head

I feel the distance and space between us may be something that nerds use to describe the distance in Astronomy,

Galaxies and light years away

Mellow

Emotionless

Detached

Uninterested

I can’t seem to get you to know me,

My name is Danny Pham

I can’t seem to get you to notice me,

I’m that Asian brother in the red hat behind you.

I can’t seem to get you to see me,

I’m the one smiling when you walk in.

I can’t seem to get you to realize me,

I want to be part of your own world…