Without you I become a shadow
lacking substance or definition,
a wanderer in a strange land,
a hero without a mission.
Without you life becomes shallow
with no purpose to understand
the lacking of any ambition.
With you I regained my shape
desires floated in plain view
and blood rushed full of life
with every day feeling like new.
With you I was able to escape
the torments of everyday strife,
feeling safe, but only with you.
This is one I wrote a year ago and posted under “fromcoldtofire” blog but wanted to move here.
I’ll let you go when the time comes,
I’ll let you fly-
You were not meant to be for me,
I’ll let you go when all becomes
and walking slow you learn to be,
and it’s alright.
I’ll say goodbye and walk away-
I’ll say goodbye,
and when alone you find your way
I’ll walk away and let you fly.
My lack of love does not mean there is no want,
does not mean there is no need for your care.
It is only an absence of something undefined
something I may have lost somewhere.
It is not a lack of desire or that I can’t
but more of whatever I’m unable to find
and holds me back from giving myself.
My lack of love does not make me unkind
as thoughts of you remain weaved inside
but it is the unknown that does not coincide
with the expressions of love I once felt.
My lack of love does not mean I didn’t try
to hold your heart as once tenderly held.