Honesty. (May 15, 2012)

I want to reach out to you, if that’s okay?

I want to dance back and forth

with our words flowing freely.

Lines upon lines

and laughing,

yours so sweet, delicate,

mine nervous.

You make me nervous.

But I can’t keep starting these dances if you will not return the movements with ease.

I can tell you are straining,

I can tell for you it seems forced.

So tell me.

I want to hold you.

Why can’t I hold you?

I should never have told you

How I feel.

Now I’m embarrassed,

passionate about nothing,

sad for no reason,

we are nothing,

we are friends.

But I want to hold you.

I want to make you mine.

But I will never have you.

I will never hold you.

You cannot hold someone in your grasp when their spirit is so free.

You’re disconnected.

In touch with the world as it is.

The extras don’t matter to you,

but they’re the only things that keep me connected to you when I’m away.

If you could pick up my notebook

and read the words I’ve written about you

you’ll either fall in love with me or have me committed.

Well, I am crazy.

Crazy about you,

about what we could be,

so commit me,

or better yet, commit to me.

Hand me your heart, I promise I’ll hold it.

And I’ll keep it.

Safe from anyone with an acid touch.  You know the kind.

Touches that create holes,

leave cracks,

grasping so tightly all I can do is lose it.

My cool.  I’ve lost my cool.

Don’t let me lose you too.

You don’t even know yet what I could do for you.

What I would do for you.

I told you honestly

that honesty is my favorite of policies

and honestly my honesty

is making me tell you things

and ask you things, my heart is seeking your answers.

I don’t get you.

Maybe you’re not right for me

because they say if you’re chasing and getting nowhere

eventually you have to know when to walk away with your dignity.

And if I walk away and you don’t come after me,

my heart gets its most important answer.  Honestly.

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