Circles

May 24, 2008 16:27

A line intersecting a spiral? A constant yearly cycle of seasons? An annual event anticipated with dread and awe? A double helix rising upward or falling down?

Pondering the nature of our interactions leaves my head spinning. We know the only ending that makes sense, but we don't know the way to get there. It's a coy dance we're doing. I'll name it the Cruel Tease. One step forward, two steps back, three steps forward, one step back, one step forward. Hardly gets us anywhere.

I just have to be tough enough to roll up my sleeve with my heart still on it. Patience, persistence, hope, my constant guides. I will emerge from this tangled web intact, safe from the snares and venomous jaws.

If you are falling I will catch you. I will carry you when you hurt. My eyes will shine for no other. You have my word, a solemn bond. I will be here for you.
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