just be;

I think you and I have a lot in common.
In essence,
we are really looking for the same things.
We all are.
The question is what you do about it.
Searching for hands to hold
ears to listen
eyes to see
souls to comprehend what the eyes cannot.
It shouldn't be this complicated;
they shouldn't matter this much;
an alluding love just seems somehow
more appealing
the grass is always greener.
We want what we can't have.

But maybe
a perspective we haven't tried
is this:
maybe we do have it.
Maybe
just maybe
all that we long for is right before our very eyes
and we are preoccupied with the absence
missing what's there..
It may not be the best timing
It may not be the best way
but I think
that maybe
it might be there.

Somewhere.
Coming.
Here.

Whatever.

All I know is
when you turn around
I'll be there.

And the rest,
I'm just not sure about.