Friday, April 29, 2011

Without You

Looking back, I see that we did fit together nicely. You were like a favorite sweater of mine, warm and fuzzy. You felt so wonderful with your arms around me. I couldn't see myself without you. I didn't want to give up that comfortable, cozy feeling.
I'm not quite sure when I lost you. One day I looked around and you were just gone. I found I could live without you after all.
When you came back to me, too much time had passed. You were a little worn for the wear, or maybe it was me. I had changed too much. I was a bigger person than what you remembered.
You were still warm, but you didn't fit me like you used to. You clung too tightly.
There was no room to breathe.

8 comments:

  1. This leaves me intrigued. An excellent post that could have several meanings. Neatly done.

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  2. A beautiful post, I loved it. You told us just enough and left a few questions unanswered. I want more :)

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  3. Sometimes it's a good thing to pick up some new well-fitting sweaters. Ones without any pills. ;)

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  4. you're such a great writer, loved this.

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  5. My friend KC mentioned to me just a few minutes ago that she thought this could be about addiction. Since she has known me for years, she knows that's not the case, but looking back at it, I do see how this could be taken a number of ways.

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  6. So poetic and lovely. I enjoyed the message about letting go the one you love too.

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  7. People who had been together, when separated, grow at different rates and in different directions. With me, I expected her to have weird fashions and horns or wings by now or somethin...

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  8. Shopgirl and id and Starlight- thank you. Those are lovely compliments.

    Jayne and light- I didn't mean for it to be ambiguous, but it is, isn't it?

    fwwp- if I do my hair just right, you hardly notice the horns...

    Tha

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