Ronin of the Spirit

Because reality is beautiful.

Reflections from the nightshift

When I met you

Then I knew you

Then I loved you

The more I loved you

The more it hurt

Then you were gone

The missing you hurt

With the missing hurting

Just like the loving.

I fell in love with the missing

Then you were gone so long

I didn’t know

If I loved you or

Loved the missing

Now, I wonder about you

But you been gone so long

I don’t know.

I can’t miss you

Because I don’t know you

I’m not the me

You aren’t the you

That we were then.

But I still hope

Everything is OK

For whoever you are.

November 6, 2008 Posted by | Self discovery, Slice of life, Uncategorized | , , , , | Leave a comment