how do you identify something you can't name
it's neither lonliness or desperation
i'd like to think there is something in me that just knows when i need someone in my life.
a stranger i try to know
an aquaintance i try to understand
there are people i meet
that i must learn.
sometimes my eagerness gets misconstrued
and confusion ensues.
i can be ungraceful and eager
when it's merely excitement to have found another piece of a puzzle that i somehow recognize.
i am unaware of my own reaction to such things
am i quick to reject?
am i quick to run away?
learning that a life of being misunderstood
can be lonely, it's true
i try to have faith that the one's who get me
just know my intention.
it's like being found when we connect-
like finding your vision
or a part of you that you know belongs with you somehow...
surliness can surely be mistaken for many things.
but how about we start seeing it as genuine curiosity rather than a threat?
she said these things to me and it made me wonder
about the rusted pipe that is loud but never seen...