He stands there. So lost in the only place he knows. Staring so deeply into the air that he's never even thought about before. Breaths so effortless are filling the space that hangs so silently between his mind and my body. I stand in the doorway. 3 breadths away. Arms too short to reach, pride to large to move any closer. Heart too full to speak. Minutes pass. The dust starts to settle back where it came from.
We have so much in common. It's hard to pinpoint why we have so many disagreements. Maybe it's because we're scared. We fight because we want to feel something more, something that assures that it's all the same as before. I back away, leaving you to your own contemplations. Attempting to retract everything that I have ever said, but they have been spewed and I'll never be ok.
Soon we'll say goodbye. Say we'll be fine with tears in our eyes. Our hands will be intertwined, and you'll act like nothing even happened and I'll feel hollow inside. Disbelief will overcome me, and I'll keep thinking you'll be home soon. Even though I know you'll be 3000+ miles away blowing shit up. Blowing your sanity to pieces because you have to, and I'll forever, never forget.
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