How do you live with only half of your heart?
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We used to be on the same page
Traveling down a parallel path
Understanding and knowing
The truth behind each other’s heart
Our paths grew further and further apart
Expanding the time and distance between us
Separating our friendship first, then our hearts
Leaving me in a place, I don’t recognize
Today, we are reading different books
So far gone from one another
That I don’t remember where it all went wrong
When did we stop believing in the Butterfly…
The symbol of our friendship, love and life together?
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I love your allusion to the butterfly, it gives the poem another layer. I know what that feels like, to not be able to pinpoint a specific blowup or sharp word that caused the split. All you know is, it's happening and what can you do?
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Dear Heart,
I've had realtionships that I knew would last for a lifetime but dissolved. Someone very close to me once said;
"People sometimes come into our lives for a season. After that season is past, they must go their way. No one knows for sure if they will ever return, and if so, not as they were before. Embrace what you had and be glad you even knew the kinship..."
I have chosen to live by this wise suggestion. My grandmother shared this with me when I was sixteen and my best friend moved to Iowa. I still miss Lizzy. I hear from her every once in a while. She has four children just like me, and has been married as long as I have. I am happy for her even though we now live separate lives.
I think I know how you must feel. Take a deep breath and wish the person well. If need be send this poem to them. Maybe they are not as far off as you believe.
This is sad, and I feel it tugging at your heart. I am here as always!
Renee
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Something I thought you might enjoy - song "The Butterfly" from the Broadway musical of Zorba the Greek . . .
Not too fast… not too fast.
Let it grow… let it last.
Nature knows… when and why… the butterfly.
I remember one morning
when I saw a cocoon in the bark of a tree.
I remembered I marveled that imprisoned inside
was a butterfly waiting to be free.
Not too fast… not too fast.
Let it grow… let it last.
Nature knows… when and why… Continue.
I was very impatient so I warmed the cocoon
with the breath of my sighs
And the butterfly trembled and began to emerge
like a miracle right before my eyes.
Not too fast… not too fast.
Let it grow… let it last.
Nature knows… when and why… Then…
All at once I discovered that his delicate wings
were all crumbled and torn.
When he still wasn’t ready I had made him be born.
I was stronger than nature and I made him be born.
But the wonder of life has definite plan… so he died in my hand…
by the will, not of God, but of man.
Not too fast… not too fast.
Every man has a moment
and I’m waiting for mine when I’m finally free.
But I mustn’t be hurried.
Give me light, give me time…
Like the butterfly…
like the butterfly…
like the butterfly…
like the butterfly…
Not too fast… not too fast.
Let it grow… let it last.
Nature knows when and why.
Think about the story of the butterfly.
Think about the story of the butterfly.
Think about the story of the butterfly.
…of the butterfly…
…the butterfly…
Not… too… fast…
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Sunshine... Thank you for this.. I saved it.
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This is such a poignant poem. Things change so gradually when a relationship goes bad, you don't remember how or when it happened. It's so hard to keep relationships together these days. The butterfly may be the perfect metaphor for someone's love for us, or ours for them. It very delicate and must be held gently.
There's an old saying about butterflies - "Happiness (or love) is like the butterfly. The more you pursue it, the more it will elude you. But if you sit quietly and patiently, it will come and softly land on your shoulder." I think that's true. Love will always come again and eventually, one will stay forever. So I guess the wisest approach is to agree with life, whatever it brings, as long as it's healthy and happy. I hope you patch this up, or find something better.
Love,
Mark
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It's hard to see someone fall out of love with you.. and not be able to do anything about it. I have had 2 great loves in my life... and the worst part is to see smoeone you care so much about walk away without ever looking back.. makes me think.... I must be pretty terrible for someone to be able to leave me so easily... you know... without fighting for us... to fix things.. but I guess life has something else for me.. even though... right now I am unsure if I can allow someone into my heart again.. I'm not sure its worth the pain.. ya know?
Thanks for your kind words Sunshine!
Criss
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A greater strength
through stay or go
A tougher love
when one don't show
A longer trek
when feet do walk
Their separate paths
and hearts won't talk
A bigger hill
the future brings
When ears grow deaf
and souls can't sing
Another day
will dawn again
If we'll push on
until the end
Hugs...Eddy
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We do share our thoughts and heart differently, yet,
we do suffer the same pain. I like the flow, it sound almost like one of my poem. I could not love you more...
This is very precious. Keep up the great work and thank you for sharing
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I sure can relate to this. Though it is now long ago in my past, the pain then seemed never ending. I can thank God for replacing that pain with a truer love.
A powerful and passionate write.
Sam
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