19 June 2010

whispers on the wind

It culminated in a whispered I miss you toward the end of the conversation.

More of the conversation was just me listening to him talk about all the things that were wrong. I saw it in his eyes. He just asked about a phone, but I let him keep talking. He has a lot of questions and has a long way to go to get the answers he seeks.

I can only speak for myself and within myself, I am still there for him, the other star, but I cannot be around the people he's attached to. I love him. I've never stopped. I always will.

However, I have no need to love people that don't love me anymore. Not as much. If people put in the effort to really love me and demonstrate my love, I will give that relationship my full energy and love and everything else. Everything else can go.

For now, I am content to be the force -- around, ambient, existing in peripheral. To make me more concrete than that will take much work. I've found my people to love, as for the people that have held and lost, we will see if I can be recaptured.

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