Journey

Where do we go from here?

Jumbled mumbled out of this world words

Two steps forward, 8 steps backward.

Listens intently as you speak the words

the words she can't understand or so she says.

Truth is, she can.

Wrapped up in a web of ideas

Intertwined in what-ifs

Refuses to just accept it.

Hold out your hand.

Give her one last squeeze.

As if saying, "Goodbye, I'm sorry that we can never be."

And then it collapses.

differences

Clear and distinct

I can feel it

Different sides

Different stories

WE ARE DIFFERENT.

That's why you just can't seem to love me-

even though you can.

no difference

you looked at me today and you asked me a question.

you didn't look at me the same way.

i didn't look at you the same way i used to.

goodbye old you.

hello new you.

this breaks my heart.