Saturday, November 19, 2011

"fragmented and partial"

like bed sheets
naked and yearning
i felt comfortable
being only half full

i discovered what he meant
by being a cage
but it wasnt me,
it wasnt him

it was lacking
lacking the desire to be completely
and fully happy
not just content

as i left, i repeated nursery rhymes
something i felt safe in
returning to my old ways
that haunted me

i decided i needed a limb
to walk out on.
to experience
taking a long walk on a short pier

we held each other back
always pushing and pulling
each other's strings
i hope he's happy

i hope he smiles
i hope he enjoys each day
while holding onto memories
but never regretting them

and i am ready to forgive him
and i am ready to move on
to beautiful sunrises and sunsets
and to fall in love again