~Someday Love?~
As we walked, I listened.
As I listened, we walked.
It snuck up on me,
grabbed and threw me.
Somewhere where love was strong,
and friendships were long.
Somewhere I was happy, very happy;
but lonely.
How could I be happy and lonely?
Lonely because my love wasn’t answered,
happy because I was with my love.
Sound strange?
Very.
Happy alone with my love,
for love to be loveself.
The only time in fact
that love is loveself.
People bother my love.
Well, people bother me,
so there’s not much to do.
But always love.
It snuck up on me.
It would never let go.
It grabbed my love and threw my love far, far away
from me.
But someday, it will grab both.
Somewhere we’ll both go.
Together.
As we walked, love listened.
Love listened, and was
answered.
Someday.
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