Unreachable

Missed words and

missed calls tell me you're unreachable.

Life teaches us about ourselves as we delve into one another's hearts head first.

Oh how we wish it was easy to please the person we perceive as the key to our happiness, and we jump.

We jump in, into an 100 foot deep pool without looking or thinking twice and slice through the waters of unease,

And as the water touches our knees it turns into knives as our scared relationship attempts to stay alive.

Stabs and scars,

is this really who we are?

Still continue diving, hoping that it'll keep us thriving, striving for

life and love

against the push and the shove,

sweet words and warm hugs to ward away bullet slugs...

I was told once that marriage was futile. Destined for exile from a soulmate, decayed remains of joy, just toys in someone's playground.

And they told me this is why they were unreachable, and unrestrained I gave them the core of my reasoning,

the very seasoning to my being,

love being the answer to everything.

And even though those words touched ear canals, I might as well been talking to an animal.

Extending our arms to contact, vulnerability causes us to contract, emotions thrown in abstract, how else could we react, thinking our fingers are ever shrinking from the ones we're seeking....

Unreachable cant be our only life meaning....