One Way Friendship
I writhe at this part
Where I scratch up an excuse for another day
It's easy for you to find your way
Here, to this place, to my heart
Waiting, ever, for that final embrace
Just be friendly, and I'll hope always
You're wrapped up in your own thinking; I'm always
Thinking about how much of a part
The future will play in who can share such an embrace
If roads will come together, paths diverge, or simply remain as it is this day
The best future is reverberating in my heart:
Friend, and I want it more each day
I don't want to go a separate way
I want to have a companion, always
I don't think you understand what I mean by heart
It is the beating thing that pauses beside yours at that one part
When we aren't two, that part of my day
Where we share positive energy in our brief embrace
I need that, I need that energy, that embrace
But I can't stand it all the same, not knowing the way
Always wondering if you build your day
Around what we say. But it's not like that, I'm always
Dreaming and coming no closer-- years at this same part
Yet you somehow sink farther into my deepened heart
The crimson, beating, pausing-when-you-near heart
The one that takes a position to the side to match yours in an embrace
The one that beats beside yours in the rain--I love that part...
I want to love you, too, because you brighten my way
And in the pitch I try to find you, always
But it seems like forever I've been looking for the light of day
We're always separate, and at the end of the day
We are each with our own heart
Not really pausing-- pumping, I know, always
It seems a misuse of energy, for a truly hollow embrace
When there is no way
Not when one wishes no part
Still... I'm always anticipating that embrace
It makes it a better day if I see you in my way
You have at least a shallow den to your own part of my heart.
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