I can’t pretend I know too much about why a heart wants what it wants
Histories repeat the cycle of what is lost in love’s epic battles
I’ve witnessed many myself
New hope for hope’s sake backed by love’s dieties
Fresh starts that don’t start because the past is still there, signalling flames and making remarks about what could be
Tainted? No, this is what acquaintance should be, getting to know someone for who they are
It’s worth the work at least for our growth, taking in what the other offers, learning in our imperfect states, like sparks waiting for someone to light our flame, it can’t all be explained.
Photo Credit – Alexander Milov 2015