So we meet again, dear friend
In this state of loneliness
I hadn’t seen the signs
I was approaching.
Too often I felt secure along the way
Until these moments,
When reality sinks in
Here you are again, dear friend
Either for me to ignore, or,
(let’s be real), to welcome.
To set up a table for you in my mind
Where you can sit, and stay awhile
And I can feel that which I once held,
(even in fiction),
So that the hands I once felt quite full,
Appear to actually be quite empty
If misery loves company
Then I break all the rules.
For I isolate instead of turn
To the joy that might be found
In the world around me…
In nature, in new life,
In coffee, in new shoes.
In that which would turn my gaze outward,
Rather than within
There you go again, dear friend
For I won’t allow you to rest
Within the places of my heart that
Need to grow instead.
I don’t know if it’s faith, or hope,
But what’s there, deep inside, shoves back
To release me from your grasp.
And here is where I’ll be free to love,