~C. Wilson~
Over a portion of our human lives. We all either will search to fall in. Are will; Fall out of being; with someone. Are no longer needed of something.
Why, we need patience & time. To figure out. Of what we need to learn & respect.
In every moment is the essence of Time; with each other are something. To feel, touch, taste & listen.
To know how & watch; what makes us. Feel connected. Are out of control. In ourselves. A feeling that rearranges; every moving mechanical inside of our bodies. As we explore what we both discovered. Through different lenses; in each other.
Time is this pleasant essence. In every breathe we have; taken.
It reminds the heart; your not as strong as you pump.
It reminds the mind; you won't alway's remember; everything about our right & wrongs.
Why,
Until other's remind US to forget, forgive one another, pray with. Are for each other. Are just accept it's time to move on.
From what these; hands once became accustomed to. Holding onto.
As our feet wander to & fro. Searching for a memory. Are reminder of what was once. Is or no more.
Why, not?
Eventually time chooses, to Do it's own thing. Without warning the both of US. That Life is changed. And so will our human feelings.
Why,
Because we thought we could control Time. In Those Mini Breaks. But it was Time that reminded Us. We only needed to figure out; ourselves. And what is the ingredients; we can both agree to. Then blend together. Of our souls to work towards; what we have of Time.
To treasure; towards a possibility. Of a Forever. In being of; is you & I.
As the mind will wonder & grow weary, over time. Our bodies becomes restless from the separation. Are either the comfort in being alone. Are maybe it's keeping up being busy, in wandering. Regardless it's what's in the soul that knows. What's going on. In our; emotions
How so,
Through these eyes, it's what is seen. That no longer looks the same. Of these bodies. Internally it's the heart. Sending signals to the mind. asking whose on the outside making the choices; for either of us this time. Knowing we struggle. If not appreciate what we both need of each other. To keep; the fire driven in the both of what; we either. Are no longer desire.
Although, we may not alway's agree, collectively.
Only time will tell. Which one of Us. Will move on to another, give up on each other. If not remain of one. Is to be absent from the body of another. But still searching in time. For a past memory.
In the presence of; fantasizing, holding on. If not wishing.
