Who Knows....

Though closed and distant, words still linger on lips, those unsaid words.
Those thoughts that are never shared, never discussed.
Cold, distracted, distant, closed, numb, depression takes over, one can only dissociate to no longer feel the pain.
Warm, attentive, present, open, enthusiastic, happiness takes over and one feels over joyed, relishing in what is, was and will be.

We all crave emotional intimacy. Is it not what forms the bond between ourself and those we will meet at any given point in our lives. No two paths can cross without leaving some form of indent on the other.
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Nov 27, 2012