The Beginning

Reflect, Regret, but Live

Let me think of you while I have mind

And

Let me listen while I have ears

And

Let me hold you while I have warmth

And

Let me kiss you while I have love

And

Let me miss you when you’re gone

And..

Soulmate. An ethereal idea.

Perhaps not all soulmates are meant to intertwine in timeless harmony.

What if, the simple passage through your universe is enough to illuminate your life.

Not something to be chased or held. Something to be appreciated.

Something to love.

How long do I wait, holding my box of things

How long do I thrash about in my own head and stare at this empty room

A room we were supposed to fill together with all the things we both love

I want to leave.. to walk out and never look back

But what if you do come? What if you spent all that time packing all your nice things

What if you were just scared to come in. Reluctant to show your things to another

And the longer I wait, the heavier this box gets

I’m so tired of moving my things from room to room

I can’t fill it up with all of my things because there would be no room for yours

And I want you to unload everything in this room with me

I’ll help you unpack, and help you find the right place for each of them

But please

Please don’t make me wait

Let me capture you in words

Or an image in my mind

So I can say the things I wish I could

To someone not my own