Posts Tagged With: lonliness

BE BRAVE

I wonder what you’re running from

always choosing to do the most wonderful things

alone

when it doesn’t have to be that way

Is there just no room for someone else?

Or you make no room?

You long for the closeness of another person

yet you continue to push me away

You rush through these days as if they will never run out

and you spend your time hoping for better things to come

the whole while . . . you’re spinning right past it all

Are you afraid? Because that I can understand.

But fear follows us, so beware.

And be brave.

Or you will miss out on all the good stuff.

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SOMEWHERE IN TIME

It’s a cool crisp autumn night as we lay in the meadow, side by side, both of us looking up at the stars.

I want to close my eyes and absorb this moment, but I’m afraid I’ll awaken to find this a dream and him no longer here. This time I’ll have to dream with my eyes wide open.

I hear his breathing and feel his heart beating next to mine, through the ground, I muse. I have fallen asleep many nights to this image. I open my mouth to speak, but don’t.

I like the cold night air snapping at my face and the smell of the damp grass and the warmth of him next to me. I try to breathe it in and save it; rare and wondrous are these moments.

He adjusts himself on the ground and pulls me into his arms. I silently thank God and look upwards, expecting to see the stars perfectly aligned. But they are beautifully scattered and look the same, only brighter and twinkling.

I want to laugh and elbow him in the ribs and say, “What in the hell took you so long?”

And then I want to bury my head in his chest and cry for all the pain I’ve ever suffered and sob to him, “What in the hell took you so long?”

But I don’t.

I long to close my eyes and be enveloped, but I’m still afraid that this is all a cruel dream and I’m not ready to know it.

I turn and look at him and choke back the tears. And silence the sentiment. And try to control the giddiness. I don’t say any of the clever things I’ve been saving up for him.

I touch his face, reluctantly close my eyes, and kiss him.

He is exactly as I remember from another place in time.

His lips move slightly from mine and I open my eyes and let my fingers touch the warmth of his mouth.

He smiles.

“What in the hell took you so long?” He whispers.

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ALONE

You lie coiled in embryo sleep

below the blue painting of the fisherman;

the checkered blanket tousled on the floor.

This old house creaks in reply to the quiet wind.

A car passes

and the glow of the streetlamp

dances through the shutters in hysterical patterns.

I lie engulfed by emptiness.

Moving silently, disentangling myself from you,

I grope in the dark for cigarettes.

Across the room I sit observing you.

Otherwise, there is no change;

not in the way you lay curled up . . .

not in the sounds that never come from you . . .

not in the discontent I feel.

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