Poem: Intimacy
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At first, I just saw you on the outside
Just a man in my personal space
Not too close but close enough
Intimacy is a funny thing how it grows
It happens slowly, then suddenly
Slowly, I got to know you, suddenly things changed
Don’t think this is about love because it’s not
It doesn’t have to be that for me to notice…
Notice the way I want to be around more than I should be admitting
Our intimacy grew before the first touch
Whose fault? We will never know
I pray to see you in another way and I know that it will happen someday soon
It’s crazy that this isn’t love…
but just a place where I can be myself and be free
I tuck my emotions under my heart but they rise when I’m near you again
I tried to keep this in my head but the ringing of the words in my thoughts just needed to be let out
It’s okay to feel this way, I tell myself…. again and again
But now it is time to pray
I know my God has the one on his way
So I guess this is my unofficial/official way of letting you go
From my intimacy
Goodbye
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