What do two beings do when their worlds no longer meet?
Do they try to bring their worlds together?
Or do they simply drift apart?
What does one being do watching the other float away?
Try to keep them close?
Or wave them on their way?
Keep yourself busy
Whatever will be will be
For as long as it’s meant to be
We cannot control the universe
We cannot control our hearts
We cannot control others freedom
Just as we cannot control their farts
Tag: Heart
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There was a little snail waiting on a bridge
She waited all day and all night
She waited in the sun, the wind, and the rain
She didn’t want to give up the fight
She looked out to the water
She looked over to the land
She wondered what could have happened
She started to worry
In came some doubt
Perhaps she’ll be waiting forever
As strong as her heart was she wasn’t a fool
She knew there was a chance of change
She waited, she feared, she even prayed
In hope that time was just delayed
There was a little snail waiting on a bridge… -
How much time has passed
She doesn’t know
She’s been lifelessly in limbo
The clock keeps ticking
As for her heart
She thinks it stopped a while ago
Her hands are cold
Though the sun shines strong
The days go on without her
No desire to breathe
There’s something wrong
But fixing it is beyond her
She closes her eyes
But it doesn’t matter
No rest is found, no slumber
Her slow demise
Her delicate flame
Reduced to a mere ember -
My heart is pounding
Can’t catch my breath
As I’m thinking of you
Your magnetic energy
Drawing me under
As you pant “I Love You”
I stop for a sec
Let it register
This could get addictive
Your warm skin
And soft kisses
Being less than secretive
You say the words
I long to hear
Make my skin tingle
Pull my hair
Bite my lip
In an impulsive fumble
This feels intense
The world fades
We’re in our bubble
Openly communicating
Of our future causing trouble
It does feel different
But a little familiar
I’ve been in this space before
The start of a new chapter
Perhaps love is at the door
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