Thursday, October 20, 2011

Trapped

I learn this lesson again and again.
Each time there's a struggle.
A chasm.
A blow-out.
Each time he scares me by what is required.
Each time I scare him that I don't really mean it.

It truly is not a game.
It is very much for real.
I do belong to him.

There is no escaping it.
For either of us.

Ever.

1 comment:

nancy said...

For me/us it is just the same.. round and round that same circle.

I'm never sure things will be right again. So far, every time they are.
I wish the same for you both.