I don't want to resent you. It feels as though it has already started. It has began to seep in through the cracks. When things look up it will not be upon your head.
In due time. Because it is all there is. Inside I feel this time. It creates the rift. Too many years. Too many words.
Just as we are one we are separate.
The journey is so hard for you to understand because it is not yours. You and I are not the same. Despite all that we do share, this has to be different. I just want you by my side. I want you to have faith in my heart. Have faith that I will make it to where you are. Not up there but over there. I want my companion back. By my side. Not as a guide but as a match. The other glove. Hand in hand.
Know that time is the enemy. It does not exist. When it does we are done.
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