wanting the old – facing the new
wishing you were anywhere but gone..
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 –
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..
Warm my bones
as i move into
fresh starts of old..