All seemed well, but I was blind.
You saved me really. I’d have hit rockbottom.
I’d have wrecked, crashed, died.
There was warmth and light in your friendliness and a patient kindness as you guided me on by.
You sent me on my way.
But you had shown me things I had never seen before.
I didn’t want to leave you. No, I wanted to go to you.
To stay. Be forever.
Your gentle words warned me:
“See where I stand – on these sharp rocks, this high cliff?
You can’t be with me because if you try, you will be hurt and ruined.
We are meant for each other. I would not be here were it not for you,
but I am nothing if you don’t let me fulfill my purpose – if you try to force something that wasn’t meant to be.
I can’t come down to you either. It will be dark and your confusion will be far greater.
Go, Love, go that way and I will shine the light for you.”
I left you though it was hard.
It was a fight, moving away from the stormy cliff.
It would have been so easy to let the waves carry me to you.
You illuminated my path, and I followed it until I arrived in the open sea.
The water was calm and there was peace.
I smiled until I realized how far away you were.
I could see you far off on the horizon,
standing and waiting to take care of me when I came back.
I know I’m in a better place though I miss you and want you.
We’re perfect how you belong there and I’m here.
I’ll always need you, and without each other we’re worthless.
I love you. Thank you.