To You, From a Stranger
Denial, Anger, Bargaining, Depression, Acceptance
Sometimes misconceptions lead to better understanding
And sometimes that’s a good thing
But I found out first hand that linearity is bull
Although denial came thick and fast
There’s plain old sadness, regret, and loneliness
Sparked by the urge to talk to you
Or to respond to your words in a manner befitting their gravity
‘“I’m not as oblivious as I look”
And what I write down for the most part is barely a partial truth
So bear with me as I try to be truthful to you
Myself
I don’t know if you’re ever going to read this
It took me months to read your words
They stung
Depression, then bargaining alongside anger in quick succession
The latter still simmers below the surface
But it’s being slowly washed off
Only clarity remains
Or as close to it as I can get to it
At first I didn’t understand
The truth burns
Rose tints are easier to leave on
But I’ve taken them off
And I see a bit of myself the way you did.
Those words on the rock were meant
Even if they withered under the harsh glow of reality
I’m not inviting your pity
Or your forgiveness
We all show different versions to different people
And this was the same with us
I don’t claim to know you
And those little portraits I painted
Do not provide a key to my mind
We both know my tangential nature
In fact, your words may have been more honest than I’ve ever been.
This isn’t a tell-all, but I would like to confess
(As you may still doubt this)
But I did see you
