Same circles
Same circle but never quite touching. As though overlapping by several layers thick. Ah how much a day can spread open. Time is this plug or vacuum that protects or project life. A small hope always emerges.
Just when the depth of uncertainty arises the positive within breaks free, settling the anxious heart. At moments like this I am glad to say once we knew each other. But really did we know each other?
No.
Same circles different directions. Same place in time but opposite in goals. I left so much of my heart with you as I stormed away. As much as I loved and was wanting deeper I knew that would never be. For circumstances were just not righted.
I was never going to be what you would settle down with. I understood that to great divides inside of me. And as I angered you I knew I was severing the bond. Closer and closer I was seeing the real you. Closer and closer I waited to push too far.
And then an explosion. But what is gained by that? Ends that fissure. So clean that I understood that hurt would be on my end only. Time heals wounds. No faith heals all. Love too. Agape. Not Eros. Maybe Philia. Who knows how. Yet in all my healing I have never stopped caring.
Same circles but tumbling different directions. Alas I know I leave this area soon. Yet I have my precious few months remaining. Every step I take is further away.
But did you know our circles are together but at the end of a chain. Different places in time, still can be seen. And as many times in my past I wanted to erase those memories, not now. They have helped me find the direction I need to go in.
My circle is your, yet in another circle. Once we melted. Welded together but now rolling opposites.
Same circles yet not touching. Yet a smile can be heard and a laugh can break silence. Though one has to listen in order for understanding to be comprehended.
Same but different. Aren't we all such. Just seven degrees connected. Interesting.
Just when the depth of uncertainty arises the positive within breaks free, settling the anxious heart. At moments like this I am glad to say once we knew each other. But really did we know each other?
No.
Same circles different directions. Same place in time but opposite in goals. I left so much of my heart with you as I stormed away. As much as I loved and was wanting deeper I knew that would never be. For circumstances were just not righted.
I was never going to be what you would settle down with. I understood that to great divides inside of me. And as I angered you I knew I was severing the bond. Closer and closer I was seeing the real you. Closer and closer I waited to push too far.
And then an explosion. But what is gained by that? Ends that fissure. So clean that I understood that hurt would be on my end only. Time heals wounds. No faith heals all. Love too. Agape. Not Eros. Maybe Philia. Who knows how. Yet in all my healing I have never stopped caring.
Same circles but tumbling different directions. Alas I know I leave this area soon. Yet I have my precious few months remaining. Every step I take is further away.
But did you know our circles are together but at the end of a chain. Different places in time, still can be seen. And as many times in my past I wanted to erase those memories, not now. They have helped me find the direction I need to go in.
My circle is your, yet in another circle. Once we melted. Welded together but now rolling opposites.
Same circles yet not touching. Yet a smile can be heard and a laugh can break silence. Though one has to listen in order for understanding to be comprehended.
Same but different. Aren't we all such. Just seven degrees connected. Interesting.
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