— Anonymous (via thesecretlifeofdaydreamers)Disconnected.
Should I compare my relationships with people this way?
Can I see beyond the differences, and sway?
Away.
Perhaps- a little closer.With the paper pages,
blank canvas,
the brushes
and pens.All,
there without purpose.
No longer.Disconnected.
I can only glance at the sky for a sense of feeling.
Seeing.
Remembering.But then, there is you.
I can glance at you,
too.
And see you,
and feel,
a sense of belonging.my Knight in shining armor.
You have loved me even when I’m disconnected.
Disconnected.
Even with you,
and by you.But you always remember,
and you always manage,
seeing me how others, perhaps, can not see.So, this is for you.
And the smiles I don’t deserve.
the Love I can- often times- not return.
The acceptance when nothing was acceptable,
and the messages that somehow bring me back,
to the ground,
from the sky.
Reminding, that
perhaps
maybe
I am not at all Disconnected.
Feb 17
