December 2010
3 posts
The other will be discussed later. Strange, how I had no desire to take any photos while on that particular trip… the subconscious may have been at work, without me even being aware of it! The powers that be.
Him who went.
Does it feel like my lost? Yes it does!
Was it self inflicted? Yes and No!
We both brought it on, unintentionally.
Past became merged with the now.
The future, a distant grasping lull.
Present living, you said constantly.
Impossible, with loss inside alive.
A loss of those not lived.
Of desire to change, to ignore it.
Yet, no matter what, it remained.
And with it, a love was gone.
Flown...
The complicated dilemmas are slowly disappearing, on their own accord. One has definitely moved on, and truth be told, it really hit me hard, much harder than anticipated. Somehow I wish I had changed yet the gnawing, internal pressure was constantly there, as knowing, knowing, a creation would not occur. Perhaps if contentment had of come because of the love there, yet I know this is futile...