A Possibility
Maybe her and I
We run parallel lines
Or maybe
Our dreams shall cause our lives to intersect
Maybe
I met her and didn’t cherish her where she was at
And like the helium ballon
She flew away and never looked back
But
I thought when we met
She would be ready
I held my heart steady
And sprang like the meadow in Spring
But the rain is the same no matter the season
Love always hopes
Hope is my reason
So these parallel lines
I run them so fast, I almost float
“I seek a lasting relationship, something permanent in a world of change, in which all is transitory, ephemeral, and full of pain. We humans, we are too frail creatures to handle such titanic emotions and deep magnetic yearnings, strivings, and impulses.”
