It’s me
wanting the old - facing the new
wishing you were anywhere but below..
Beginnings.. endings..
is there a difference when our beings are connected..
even after life dies
I keep learning about you..
like waking up to the smell of childhood
every sense touched
until I’m flooded with memories that make me whole..
What do I love about you..
To begin with -
Everything..
you completed me - tying up my loose ends - filling me &
making me whole..
Though we tend to eat with our eyes
It is our soul that craves the nutrients
you taught me what really matters forever more..
With a concentrated effort
i’ll sync with you
finding your rhythm as life keeps changing -
I’ll hold tight
in a world that’s always moving and filled with hearts that grow cold from weariness..
you will
Warm my bones
as i move into
fresh starts of old..
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