He's right about one thing, we did have it. That thing that bonds people together, a connection on the deepest levels of beings, what some call love has turned to slow torture through attempts to reclaim what once was true love. Despite the path it took to gain it, to make the neural connections to process the thought, we had it.
And its that one thing that got me tripping. Because there were imaginary lines drawn & crossed. Boundaries never truly established but unconsciously acknowledged and consciously forgotten. Like an invasion of enemy troops, my lines fell back till there was nothing between us but barriers. Barriers that held, & still stand strong defending the fragility of my heart.
The gift of love, each time delivered is accepted with the suspicions of a trojan horse. No longer blinded by the delusions and hopes of loves spell.. Now I see with eyes wide open the man separate from the father. If ever again they become one, only time will tell.
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