Push and pull. I release and yet it clings to my very soul. I make new connections,build myself but a chunk of me is missing.
Like a robot going through the motions. I connect but something is missing. Maybe have given away more of me over the years than I have been given back.
How do you hold back, keep distance, maybe never ached at all. But tears in your eyes told me different. The catch in your breath said you loved me. Your promise wasn't to appease me; that's not who you are and you know the pain it would cause if not heartfelt.
Breathe me. Find me. Pieces come back or someone give me theirs.
Namaste all. I'm breathing deep, seeing closed what wounds I can. :)
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