Unknowingly, from afar, he called out to me. In him I saw a piece of my soul. I thought if we came together one of us could feel whole. In my kiss I felt I could suck out his sorrow and breathe him new life. Like a wild creature he ran for the shadows, knocking my hand aside. My offering spilled into the streets like so much trash the wind carried it away on an endless unknown ride. With him I see that part of me go; I see it waver as he walks into the distance the fading of the glow. I want to call, to tell him it’s ok. Some things meant to be wild. I knew I was never whole anyway. To have that glimpse and see it exist, it solidifies what I already know. There are things in this world I can see, things others can’t and that will always be outta my control.
