Fine silk line
You know I used to wonder what it would be like to be friends with people I don't talk to much anymore. Then I realize I already have friendships like that. Even relationships like that. Truly goodness when I see a person I want to say hi to but I don't. I just let the like or the love press on in my name.
Sometimes silence is the best ally. Even in those moments when a hug would mean greater things even more than a response. Just that of a ah ha moment. Yet even when you think you would like to ask for one, you don't because the treading on sharp points seems too dangerous. Even more so is the fact that what do you say after years or months?
I mean, I just want to ask, did things fall to the places you wanted them to be? Did you find your path that made you feel complete? It is those questions that nudge at me. And even when I think I have the courage to ask, I back down not wanting to interfere in a life that has built changes. To crack a perfected glaze would be harmful.
Or so I imagine. Even in the moments when I do dare to do something. I still find myself holding back because the aspect of what harm I may cause. Breaking pieces backwards not forward.
In the end the whole what if or should haves clear themselves up and I find myself tiptoeing into the area. As though not to disturb but carefully observe. If all that is allowed or okay, you would find a way to tell me, right?
But then there I go being too assertive. Yet the confidence is hopeful. One more time I just say, conversation can be good. Yet barking over a wall can cause hoarseness. Well what more can I do but express myself here. For I give opportunity to a glimmer of hope. Perhaps somewhere in wide open spaces or wavelengths life knocks on the door. A few words and laughter is nice.
Yet I dare not say too much for then fast approaching law will capture and rip apart. Alas the mind slows down the questions. The hopes and goals are still here. So if words are expressed a light hello is allowed, correct?
Anyhow, questions always arise and friendships can become thin but they can be held together by fine silk, if you want them to be. Trust is always there. Life always gives love. So take a hand and walk gently. Say hello. Be ready for a difference.
Only an opportunity, perhaps.
Sometimes silence is the best ally. Even in those moments when a hug would mean greater things even more than a response. Just that of a ah ha moment. Yet even when you think you would like to ask for one, you don't because the treading on sharp points seems too dangerous. Even more so is the fact that what do you say after years or months?
I mean, I just want to ask, did things fall to the places you wanted them to be? Did you find your path that made you feel complete? It is those questions that nudge at me. And even when I think I have the courage to ask, I back down not wanting to interfere in a life that has built changes. To crack a perfected glaze would be harmful.
Or so I imagine. Even in the moments when I do dare to do something. I still find myself holding back because the aspect of what harm I may cause. Breaking pieces backwards not forward.
In the end the whole what if or should haves clear themselves up and I find myself tiptoeing into the area. As though not to disturb but carefully observe. If all that is allowed or okay, you would find a way to tell me, right?
But then there I go being too assertive. Yet the confidence is hopeful. One more time I just say, conversation can be good. Yet barking over a wall can cause hoarseness. Well what more can I do but express myself here. For I give opportunity to a glimmer of hope. Perhaps somewhere in wide open spaces or wavelengths life knocks on the door. A few words and laughter is nice.
Yet I dare not say too much for then fast approaching law will capture and rip apart. Alas the mind slows down the questions. The hopes and goals are still here. So if words are expressed a light hello is allowed, correct?
Anyhow, questions always arise and friendships can become thin but they can be held together by fine silk, if you want them to be. Trust is always there. Life always gives love. So take a hand and walk gently. Say hello. Be ready for a difference.
Only an opportunity, perhaps.
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