Damn You!

Found myself sorting through all my mind clutter
Much of which had been
…long stored away in the recesses of my mind
Curious….or shall I say…Intriguing,
Her recognizing my preference to remain alone
…and not mistaking it for my being “lonely”
In keeping her distance…
…she has somehow gotten so close
Closer than I would once ever allow
How? Why?
She hasn't seen me at my polars end
Knows nothing of my pointless grumblings
I would never be what she wants
Damn her!
All this….juxtaposing going on in my head
As we interact
Our thoughts, indeed our individual personifications…
 …often appear as mirror images of each other
Differentiated only by the slightest of nuances
I wasn’t wanting, I wasn’t looking

…but now I clearly see, all the possibilities
Damn you!

Rory

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