Intertwined and Undone

There is life to be lived, breathed in, exhaled and sung

After the storm has come and gone…

 

You’re lying in my bed

Your clothes are strewn across my floor

And for the first time in years,

I’m not alone anymore.

 

There is life…

There between those sheets, beneath our feet

Between these apartment walls:

Life that no past pain can forestall.

 

I’ve been lying right next to you

For days which makes my mind and heart

Intertwine, combat, and separate

As I find myself choosing—able—

To reopen the bolted gate.

 

There is life…

In the worst and the best moments of our years

Pulling us, spinning us, morphing us

in and out of our own fears.

 

You listened to my stories—my past—

And you tell me I’m strong;

I know this is true.

The worst has come and gone

What has been will help me get through.

 

You’re lying in my bed

Partially unaware of everything

I’ve come to adore:

You’re the one who makes me want

To face my fears and step through my man-made door.

 

I see you; you see me;

We see imperfections, frailty, strength,

And beauty all mixed together

Because now I see…

 

There is life to be lived, breathed in, exhaled, and sung

Even after the storm has come and gone.

–Written by Sandy Heights