Do you ever really move beyond someone or do you just divert paths...what was once side by side becomes deviating trails - each to create a singular path between different trees, around and back under the same sun.
Or no - since apart, a-p-a-r-t, means "not whole" or unhinge...what does it mean really?
A consious choice to not have daily contact, to not elevate anothers existence into the forefront of awareness - what about emotions?
Just a pool of collected raindrops ever falling from the storm of connectivity.
Do we ever really come clean away?
Impressions are always made; lives touch lives and we are never the same but always the same two-fold.
GROWTH...a journey, a search for self, solid always appealing. So many endings - so much letting go, how loss brings gains has become clear; I am just tired of the struggle of finding comfort and releasing it back.
But hanging on tight is not an option either.
I cannot "contain" another, only offer temporary shelter, momentary safety - each has their own plight for sanctuary, their own search for what fits inside the breath and bones of a singular soul.
I offered an anchor, but the waters were cloudy, unsettled - self counldn't see self - the imagery aside; new lands awaited discovery and it is a solo venture.