“Connection” - A love story (perhaps)

He enters a room and my heart thuds in my chest
(yes, I finally get the cliché for the 1st time ever!);
& yet, he’s not for me and I’m not for him.

I see him and I can’t stop smiling,
can’t stop feeling the lightness in my very being, in my whole world;
Just because he exists.
(yes, I finally get THAT cliché too – for the 1st time ever!)
& yet, he’s not for me and I’m not for him.

We talk: inane, mundane, everyday things.
All the while, our souls reach out towards each other;
Each time they get that little bit nearer,
Just that tiny bit closer – to being one;
& yet, he’s not for me and I’m not for him.

He smiles & my heart lifts;
He scowls & I’m angry at the one who made it appear;
He hurts and I want to gather him up in my arms and shield him from all that’d hurt him;
He’s in need & I can’t not reach out a helping/comforting hand;
& yet, he’s not for me and I’m not for him.

He sees through me and I see him.

One look and we know what to do, we know what we each need to say;
A glance in a crowded room, I know the joke he’s smiling at,
He knows I’ll understand it with him.

Our eyes find each other’s wherever we are,
Our presence sensed by the other without looking
– even when we pretend that we hadn’t noticed..
& yet, he’s not for me and I’m not for him.

In this life, I’ve not learnt my heart-lessons yet,
And he hasn’t even begun to realise he has any to learn;

We’re learning, we’re growing
We’re not yet who we meant to ourselves to be;
We’re transient, we’re ships sailing past;
& so he cannot be for me and I cannot be for him.

He has another claim to his heart,
- true or not, only he can ascertain & only he must judge;
He has an unlived life yet in him,
An unlived life for his own self.
Whether he has the strength and courage to live it or not;
– Only he can ascertain & only he must judge;

I’ve none in my heart;
(except for a seed of hope and the possibility for a future of my own making)

And a lot of old pain;
(To be safe in it, to love it, oh! to wither & die because of it – but SAFE, so safe!)

To live for this ethereal, ephemeral hope,
– or not;

To be safe
and protected
(oh, so protected!),
In my old pain ,
– or not;

Only I can ascertain & only I must judge;

And so it is.
And it is RIGHT:
That, he cannot be for me.
That, I cannot be for him.

And so,
We’re not.

“Connection” - A love story (perhaps)

chitrali

Melbourne, Australia

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A love story that was not to be.

I release this ‘out there’ as part of my ‘cleanse’ for the new year as this was over a year ago now…more than time to move on..:)..

April ‘10 update: 171 views & 3 faves…making this one a ’best seller’ of my writings here, thank you!..:)..

xx chitrali

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