Open Ended Circle
I sometimes wonder why our paths crossed
I remember that first time
as if it happened yesterday,
you rubbed me up the wrong way
and silence was my comeback…
Few months down the line
You had your second try
I had this crazy notion
you ruled my emotion
as if planned,
we ended up parting ways
again…
Broken and bruised
but here we are again
strangers back then,
strangers still now
and yet you know the
most cherished elements of me
both scared, but with the need
to take this further and see where it leads…
Copyright © Wilma Neels | Year Posted 2010
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