I let the wound fester, and rot.
I felt the need to watch it decay.
To pick at the edges of the scabs,
just as it began to heal,
only to open it up again.
In the end, I knew,
no matter what –
you would walk away broken.
I would tear a hole in you so deep and wide,
it would never be filled.
Because I showed you kindness.
Because I showed you love.
Because I knew you’d never accept it.
Son of Air –
I fell for your tricks.
I fell for your deceit.
I ate your lies, gobbled your half-truths.
Laughed at your wit and knew you to be intelligent.
And all the while, every facsimile of intuition screamed at me to walk away.
But I ignored,
I walked right past myself and waved…
Only to see you on the other side.
To give you the good, to know only good.
To feel only good.
I watched your smile and matched it,
watched your moves and copied them,
praying; “Is this what love is?“
But behind my eyes,
She laughed at me –
Knowing the answers.
I see you,
I know you,
I understand you.
And now at last,
my only prayer,
is for your peace.
May you find it on your journey.