My decision to remain unattached
Has set a fire: struck a match.
The persistent-paradox:
That resurfaces as my
Soul Unlocks.
Released from months of pent
up emotion-
Only to wash over me like the
tides of the ocean.
Tried to resist the gates of my heart
from opening up yet still
They split apart.
The scary thing about not
being prepared
is receiving
the very thing you feared.
You either accept it or reject it.
In any case becoming the culprit.
Writing this now leaves a hollow space
No other can replace.
I understand now
Is the time to step back - Gracefully.
Take a bow.
As I carefully choose this road
Of solitary Confinement -
I bide my time
wondering what you & I meant.
XOXO,
Crystal.
