Fleeing

Don't flee with my emotions. I poured my emotions into a human who was half empty half full like the tale of the glass. My cup runneth over with passion to care, passion to share, passion to be myself no one else. I wish for all others the same freewill choice. To choose the desires closes to our hearts. At times those desires light at times those desires dark. A compatible companion with consideration for our imperfections aids our growth and maturity in the spectrum of right and wrong. When did the fleeing start? When did our disagreements start to pull us apart? At first our compromise to agree to disagree without a blink couldn't keep us apart. Now it seems a new day has nothing to offer; cause the person we poured our emotions into is fleeing with the other half of each other's heart. Learning love is a continuous road when love is poured into self first. The journey that can get turbulent at times yet continues to unite like spirits, minds, hearts, and liked bodies.... Enjoy!!!!