I still find my thoughts with
you. They’re always wandering about without my permission. Anywhere you go,
they’ll follow. You’re magnetic, I suppose.
In some sense I’m sure you’re
flattered. And in some sense I don’t even mind. You’re a wonderful place to
find my thoughts. I know they’ll be safe there. I know they’ll be loved. It’s
generally a melancholy feeling when I have to go and fetch them back. Come on
thoughts, let’s go home.
I want to let them play
there, and I want to let them flow. Be free thoughts! Live! It’s such a healthy
place to grow. But it’s hard to come to terms with the fact that my thoughts
aren’t wanted there anymore. It’s bothersome, I know.
I’m still trying to figure
out how to break it to them in a positive, glass-half-full kinda way, that
there are other spaces! Go! Explore all those other places. But, they won’t be
easily convinced.
So try to forgive me for a
while. My thoughts are still with you. I don’t know where else they should go.
easycome//easygo
3 comments:
very human. *hug* i also need one.
Your thoughts haven't left and never will. They can't. Once they wrestle their way into a head, they change the space for the better. They have made it a brighter and more positive place just by making it aware that such wonderful thoughts can exist, and that there is a head out there that can come up with thoughts that are such good bedfellows to the present incumbents. Also, as much as those thoughts are yours, they also partly belong to the new owner. That's the thing about thoughts, they're limitless. They grow and become more than they once were.They will be with the new owner for life. A reminder of a time and place held very dearly.
So I guess what I'm saying is that your thoughts are always welcome and always will be!
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