Solace

I'll preface this post, which is very different. I wrote this as more of a rant. I journal, and blog some of the journal entries that I find interesting, often after time has passed and I look back on them. This rant was very choppy thoughts and feelings that I didn't feel needed elaboration. Here, I turned it into a more peom-like structure. En-joy.

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Sealed doors and silence. 

Too long you lingered, we lingered, swaying in a doorway. 

Push, pull, back and forth we swung, unhinged. Unaligned, unforgiven. 

In our separate spaces we rise, never sinking in the pressure to co-exist. 

The why nots, the what ifs; a distant memory. 

I see me now. 

Through my eyes. 

Without your lens, dense and skewed. 

All blurred lines and hindsight.

Love flows. 

For me. From me.

it sprouts, extending over any distance, through any void. 

It can reach you, if you let it. 

Open up and receive. 

Relish in the knowing, 

we are love, on our own.

Dancing down our separate roads, feet barely on the ground.

Choosing this allows us that. 

Without you here so you can be. 

Detached and free.

Aligned alone over fallen together; 

the truest form of love.