Tuesday, December 09, 2008
 | When the night is right, or wrong- I think of him, of all that he knows of me. I think about two kindred spirits that just never were...but perhaps should have been. I never knew how to tell him...what he was, what it all meant. I never knew how to tell him that he was more than I ever said. How do you explain to someone that something so right just happened at the wrong time? I am nothing that he thought i was, but more than what he sees. When my heart was jaded...i saw something in him that made me turn away. I wasn't ready, not to give in...not that soon. Time after time, I turned to him...and he was always there. Yet, the one time I needed him...I couldn't find him anywhere. Some days, I blame it on fate, on the stars. Other days, I blame it on me...on them...on situations. In the end, it is what it is...and we are as we are. Not together, but never apart. |
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