thoughts

bye

I wonder if you’ve noticed
That I haven’t hugged you since the last time
I said goodbye and meant the first part of that

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quagmires

today and those that follow

I am obsessed

with the details of today.

I thought it over and I’m thinking it over and I believe I understand

the implications of my actions and the thought behind yours.

I love being the love

the care of your day on a series of days when you desperately need it,

but especially on days when it’s just the frosting

on something that is already okay.

I can do that, I think.

I can be there, I believe.

I will be better than what you expect of me.

Not exactly what you want me to be

but beyond anything that was so clearly

a perfect match.

to smile when you see me–

that is enough

to be dangerously what I lust

for.

A one way love,

or a two way dependency that continues down

becoming a small, stealthy,

pathway to being distraught

that we so failed to recognize because

we were wandering and did not ask to end up on this path.

I just thought that waking up this morning

and having my love lie in my arms,

kissing your cheek indefinitely,

meant no direction was needed:

if everything was inevitable

if it all led to this.

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