Maybe the labels don't fit anymore, maybe they never did.
Twin Flame, Soul Mate, ALL Love in the end, my friend?
My friend? My Best Friend? Lover and Friend?
Can I let you go, let our relationship dissolve,
Let our Love evolve--
Let our Passion devolve back into friendship?
If I do, will it be better for you, for me,
Set us both free?
Will you still remember me?
Can I let you BE, set us FREE?
If I do, will it be better for you, for me?
No longer intimate, no more guilty fantasy--
Openly friends on Facebook-- and look,
No more "Shadow on the Internet"-- Just ME!!
Showing posts with label relationship. Show all posts
Showing posts with label relationship. Show all posts
Thursday, June 7, 2012
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
Just Friends
Let's stay friends...
The dreaded words
Cut through my heart like two-edged swords.
I love you very much, but you must move on--
To me it feels like love is gone!
But, you're right, I must go on.
This roller coaster train
has me going insane!
Twin Flame or not,
It has to stop!
Forget the WE,
I have to find ME!
I lost myself in YOU,
In a DREAM that isn't coming True.
My senses are reeling,
I need time for healing,
To be just friends, I don't know how,
And so, my love, Goodbye for now.
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
Karmic Conundrum
Can you feel it? I know you do,
My aching heart is part of you,
The world's too much today, I fear,
And all I want is to hold you near.
This push me-pull you game we play,
'Til karma's gone, for a brighter day;
The paradise lost, we'll find again,
Our love, we know, will never end.
The old world's dying, let it go,
Storm wind's blowing, and we know
The past's debris is swept away,
And we'll be free another day.
Read more: http://adderworld.ning.com/group/writersgroup/forum/topics/karmic-conundrum#ixzz1fu8bzs1s
Shadow on the Internet
Hidden deep in your heart,
You try to protect me,
Knowing the judgment of others,
While I, exuberantly, impulsively-
No doubt goaded by my ADD-
Want to shout it to the world-
Want to break free of the shadows,
Admit openly, I'm your girl!
But, I can't, though I feel like ranting,
I must be still, calm my wanting
And remember my role in this play-
For reality will not go away-
And there are other actors, behind the scenes,
Interfering with our Gemini Dreams;
People who can't understand,
Won't let us be-
Accusing us of fantasy.
And yet, we know our love is real,
For the tearing talons we often feel
As the bird of prey tears us apart-
Leaving us with bleeding hearts-
Taunted by time zones and far away seas,
Plagued by broken technologies-
This is the harsh reality we face,
In this Long-distance lovers' race.
Hoping for a moment on Skype,
For sometimes, it's just too hard to type-
The gentle, tender nuances in our feelings,
Sometimes set our senses reeling-
And that takes voice, to make it real-
Texting loses sex appeal-
For a while, the world falls behind,
I am yours, and you are mine-
Wrapped in our private reality,
That some scorn as naught but fantasy.
You try to protect me,
Knowing the judgment of others,
While I, exuberantly, impulsively-
No doubt goaded by my ADD-
Want to shout it to the world-
Want to break free of the shadows,
Admit openly, I'm your girl!
But, I can't, though I feel like ranting,
I must be still, calm my wanting
And remember my role in this play-
For reality will not go away-
And there are other actors, behind the scenes,
Interfering with our Gemini Dreams;
People who can't understand,
Won't let us be-
Accusing us of fantasy.
And yet, we know our love is real,
For the tearing talons we often feel
As the bird of prey tears us apart-
Leaving us with bleeding hearts-
Taunted by time zones and far away seas,
Plagued by broken technologies-
This is the harsh reality we face,
In this Long-distance lovers' race.
Hoping for a moment on Skype,
For sometimes, it's just too hard to type-
The gentle, tender nuances in our feelings,
Sometimes set our senses reeling-
And that takes voice, to make it real-
Texting loses sex appeal-
For a while, the world falls behind,
I am yours, and you are mine-
Wrapped in our private reality,
That some scorn as naught but fantasy.
May 11 at 9:05am
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