solo

As we get older, our world gets smaller...

change being the only constant theme as we grow.

New connections are made as old connections fade.

with every new relationship our hearts become more hardened.

But with growth comes clarity,

We know what we want and what we don't want.

Thoughts of the perfect mate becomes smaller, and the need larger.

Our independence is greater but so is the loneliness.

Do we open our hearts in the hopes of something great,

only to find ourselves even more damaged than before.

Or do we close ourselves off to protect that weakened muscle,

to find strength in ourselves.

At the ripe age of 31 i find myself frustrated.

wishing I was more simple,

wanting so badly to be understood.

hoping to find that effortless bond as I continue to change.

Questioning the possibility while doubting the commitment.

Hoping my hardened heart will function the way it used to...

when the time is right.....