So....

Sometimes I wake in the middle of the night with a line of poetry in my head.
It's usually about you.
Even now, I am still trying to understand why I had to leave.
Even now, the frustration of it all sometimes angers, frustrates and makes me want to scream.
I know what I wanted, I know what I want but I also know that it can't be.

I am grounded in my convictions. I am sure of my intentions. I know what will make me happy.

It truly is a dichotomy. If you take away language, thoughts and history and look at just the energy,....
then the love....the kindred spirits, were right for each other. Our souls connected and we were strong.

Put back in the pot, emotional scars, insecurities and life history and it all falls like a house of cards.

There is nothing holding us together. No solid footing.

We don't share the same vision of morality, integrity and truth but our hearts urn and ache every day.

What kind of God puts this burden on love? What possible reason was this put in front of us in such a way

that the carrot just dangles out of reach? You are a cruel God. Not to happy with you today.