Storm

As if like a gush of fresh breeze

You twisted into a whirlwind in my life

More than around it.

Change.

Is what you brought in.

Barriers.

Are what you took away

And with the ease with which

You broke my walls down

One by one

Brick by brick

I remained oblivious

Of how I stood there

Bare.

With just the

Emotional mess

That the days, time and people

Had left behind.

Your fingers entwined with mine

As if to hold your

Hand in mine

Was comfort

With every step

We took and every drunken night

That our souls

Denied to abandon the other.

There is little I felt

Of the growing proximity

That you and I had began to share.

Fearful yet of how

Proximities turn out I remained

Aloof

Secure

Safe and sound

Keep the dangers of attachment

Away and out.

Until, you took a step

Forward

Brave and loud.

And I was, but, charmed

By the courage

You had to show

To step out of the

Caccoon

And just hold me

As your own, for just a moment longer

Not letting go.

And how that stirred chaos

Within

For me, emotions were finally

Settling in.

But you took a step

Back again

And left me there

To feel the pain

Of vulnerability and longing

But I stood there

With the fresh breeze

Turning ice cold

I stood there waiting

For you To come home?

I will never know

where the road oft taken led to

as I took the other.

A lot was said and done

Yet, I could never tell

The little things

That made me fall.

It is always the little things

That scared little boys

Fail to own.

And now those wants

Live in my memory

As though alive.

I might have been gullible

To fall prey

To untimely affection

But now as I shall change

All I know

And know I must

Is That this side of me had to be shunned

And shunned it will

For as long as it should.

Because I don’t want to

Be left wondering

What I would

Only if I could.

I would have

done things differently.