Mentally planning to reach out
Only to freeze up and not
When the distance and space you thought you'd have to prepare
And gear up
Closed more quickly than you anticipated
Entice. Tease. Request. Implore.
All the same connection we're vying for.
Worry and excitement, inseparable twins
Linked in a pattern so the heart can win
Running through the paths where my thoughts spin
Looking for something to express, akin
To what I desire to have or be
The messy and tangled of thoughts left unvoiced
Beside clacks of bangles of words I've made the choice
The share
Even though part of me wishes to erase
To go back to before you knew
Return to the chase
Of finding me
Not binding or blinding me
Walled off with doubt
To before all those spills you now know about.
Of building this person who's puzzled, corrupt
Willing my thoughts to interrupt
And find ME
Authentic and refusing to hide
But maybe it's better to keep the unfinished inside
No. No more magic in jars.
It's time to unscrew the cap
Let it fly to the stars.
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