Wednesday, August 05, 2015

disengage and seclude

It's already started.  I don't know what it is, or where it's taking me, but it has started.  The temperature has changed.  The nerves are a little more worn.  The heart not as hot as it has been the past couple of months.  I wasn't going to get pulled back in, but there was no stopping her.  I missed her too much.  And now the long winter has appeared on the horizon.  Knowing what to expect only makes it more painful.  Knowing what I'm losing makes it so difficult to simply acknowledge and move on.  But I'm not going to mourn either.  It's like a part of me has to be locked away in order for the rest to function.  So that is what I will do.

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