Saturday, May 29, 2010

Love Metaphor

Maybe I made a mistake tethering my soul to yours so long ago. Cuz now it seems that even when I think I can move on, something keeps pulling me back. Like my heart is tangled up in yours. And no matter how I try to release it, parts of it remain behind...and it hurts.

Because here I am, on the same road again headed back to you. I should be terrified, running with my eyes closed into a forest full of trees right into your arms again, not even sure if you will be there when I land.

Pure love is the clearest. I dive into your soul and breathe in your goodness, with nothing to filter anything out. It consumes me, no glimpse of the beginning or end in sight. Perhaps I should be more scared of what might happen. But it seems that in the depths of this love I have no fears or doubts of what is to come. I am happy just to be.

Like remaining in the sun with the warmth on your face will eventually start to hurt, I wonder how long it will be before I regret not moving on. But all I know is that it feels too good to leave.