Jun 15, 2008 02:36
We push and pull, and I fall down sometimes. But I'm not letting go, you hold the other line...
Solid Beauty. Unfaltering essence. Rupturing clarity.
Reflection-
Often when I look back, not with regret, but with a sense of something missing, a gap in my imagination, I used to blame the other party. But this time, I have a solid base that perhaps my fault should be drawn largely into the conclusion. I gave up, I pushed blame. But I only have such a short amount of time, and although the unbalance and the lack of what used to be clarity has become a foggy illusion, I'm fervently choosing to put forth priceless effort. I'm done with dwelling on the negative, and I'm ready to relish the beauty of friendship. I go forward with the hope that the teetering remains of what was will give us the foundation for forward action.
Time is a priceless pelf of undulating confusion, never to be wasted or ignored.