The unseen words are lost
yet they have unfortunately impressed
upon my heart
for once they were wrought
Could you have stopped
If I asked
I couldn’t have stopped
And I tried
I’m all tangled in you
Tied up and bound
Lost in the air that
Surrounded you
In the last word
Of breath
That we shared
What I’ve come to realize is that sometimes there is no rational explanation. No word or string of words that can encompass a shared knowledge that two people will be forever entwined in each other. And there’s not a damn thing that can be done about it.
And it’s more than love.Than desire. A connection that, when space isn’t an obstacle, is undeniable. It’s unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. And it’s genuine, yet it slips right through my fingers. Ever elusive and just out of reach. And just the very knowledge that it exists doesn’t allow me to disregard it or move on to leave it behind.
To love someone, not in spite of who they are, but because of who they are. The differences that separate, are the very things that entangle. They challenge and enlighten. The opposites that balance and keep us on our toes.
I don’t know….. Maybe I’m just a romantic who’s lost her way.
He took me to the carnival. On all the scary rides. The roller coaster w it’s twists and turns. Upside down and backwards. All the while holding my hand. Rocking the ferris wheel. The sling shot. Laughing in spite of my fears. With him, I’m safe. Home.
Now, I’m in the house of mirrors. Everything’s all distorted. Bent. I turn to take his hand, but find nothing. I’m lost and confused. When did I lose him? He was just here. How do I get out? And when I do, will he be waiting? I can almost hear him saying “It’s about time.” Smiling that smile I love. But I don’t know where to turn. And for now, I’m alone.
Behind the Wheel
January 31, 2010
10 am.
My Pathfinder taking me south.
David Gray
Taking me back
11
January 30, 2010
Am I seeing the truth
Or false of him
Seeing what I want
What I hope
And are they the same
The reality
Or is my vision
Impaired
A chameleon
Colors dictated
By his surroundings
What color am I
His truth
Or just one
On his spectrum
