Pt 1
An unfamiliar place. You leave me alone. Faced with two problems that are one in the same, I give up. Engulfed in anger, fright, and pain. Even writing it I can feel it all wash over me again. I wake up next to you. There's a knot in my stomach, I swear you know what I'm thinking. I'm hit with the realization that things can't be this way. We don't talk.
Pt 2
Your home. Faced with the same two problems, though now we are both there, both facing them. I felt good. We go to bed. Hell breaks loose, my problem coming to light. I convey that I should go home and you agree. I don't go. We hold each other and I nestle into you. Even now I am consumed with a sense of calm. I wake up thinking the only thing that would have made this morning better would be if I'd woken up next to you.
Where do we go from here?
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