Can We Start Again?
Youthful Arrogance
Your heart always beat in the hidden darkness of
Yearning and desire for me
And mine pounded with the raw need of you
And your strong love
Forever trying to fix the brokenness between us
Borne through lifetimes of misconceptions,
Misunderstandings and unintentional deceptions
At one time, our love was youthful and true
But our dreams, wants and needs could not align
In this dimension
No matter how hard we tried
Our naïve childish arrogance would not let us compromise
All or nothing, and we gave up everything for foolish pride
And the myth of immortality
We counted on time, and time ran out
The middle ground was where our strength was
But we could not find any balance in the terra firma of our truth
So we quit, walked away, damaged our love forever
Stormed off in different directions
Yet always looking over our shoulders
For each other
Doomed to keep repeating the impatient patterns of
Our deep-rooted immaturity
Baby, can we start again?
I wonder…
- Julie O'Hara 2023
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